Something landed on the floor by the third girl's feet.

A bag larger than usual, that clattered loudly because of the equipment contained within. A thin man was kneeling down at one side and unzipping the main pocket. He closed his eyes lazily. He laughed and lay an umbrella at his feet - and then got further down on his knees till he touched the ground. His eyes were squinting as he made sure nothing had been damaged anywhere.

Better to let go of his belongings, he thought, and worry about them than to struggle with the weight.

"My, it feels good to take a small rest." Rummage. "Pardon me." Rummage, rummage. "I would be happy to help you make it a little dirty, if you would like."