"Foul ball!" called the umpire, and Bert did not dispute it.

Then Nan delivered the ball.

"Oh, mercy me!" shrieked the old lady, who had thrown the handbag at
Downy, the duck, "my glasses!" and there, upon the floor, lay the
pieces. Nan's ball had hit the lady right in the glasses, and it was
very lucky they did not break until they came in contact with the
floor.

"I'm so sorry!" Nan faltered. "The car jerked so I could not keep
it."

"Never mind, my dear," answered the nice old lady, "I just enjoyed
that game as much as you did, and if I hadn't stuck my eyes out so,
they would not have met your ball. So, it's all right. I have
another pair in my bag."

So the game ended with the accident, for it was now time to gather up
the baggage for the last stop.


CHAPTER IV
NIGHT IN A BARN

"Beach Junction! All off for the Junction!" called the train men,
while the Bobbseys and Mrs. Manily hurried out to the small station,
where numbers of carriages waited to take passengers to their cottages
on the cliffs or by the sea.