"Wait, please! Do you see the sunbonnet just above your head? If you
will get it and go around to the beach, I'll meet you, and point out the
way up here." "Indeed I will!" was the quick and courteous response;
and she saw the fingers tighten, then the head give a little spring
upwards, when the hand clutched the bonnet, and all disappeared.

"I have it," was called up an instant later. "Now for the beach!" Sara
turned with a smile to the little man, who nodded kindly, raising his
head to lift the hat that was not there, then, with a bewildered look,
he whirled around two or three times and gazed at her helplessly.

_"Los'!"_ he murmured, with so comical a look of dismay that Sara
could scarcely keep from laughing outright. "Los'! an' it ees tree now
of dose hat that ees gone, alas!"

"Perhaps I can find it," she said encouragingly. "Why, what's that?"
suddenly catching sight of a bundle of things in a hollow just below.

Sure enough, there was the hat, also a coat, and a round tin box Sara
was afterwards to know as a specimen-case. She sprang lightly down,
handed them up to the absent-minded little geologist, and went on her
way, meeting the nephew on the lower ledge.

He lifted his hat politely as he saw her, and, holding out the bonnet,
said,--

"I presume this is your property?"

"Yes, thank you," she returned, flushing a little as she received it.