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           "We’reverywelladjusted,"sheinsisted,laughing."I’mnotgoingtohaveMYnoserubbedinthesand.I’mamean,hardwoman,"sheexplainedtoRosemary,andthenraisinghervoice,"Children,putonyourbathingsuits!"

           Rosemaryfeltthatthisswimwouldbecomethetypicaloneofherlife,theonethatwouldalwayspopupinhermemoryatthementionofswimming.Simultaneouslythewholepartymovedtowardthewater,super-readyfromthelong,forcedinaction,passingfromtheheattothecoolwiththegourmandiseofatinglingcurryeatenwithchilledwhitewine.TheDivers’daywasspacedlikethedayoftheoldercivilizationstoyieldtheutmostfromthematerialsathand,andtogiveallthetransitionstheirfullvalue,andshedidnotknowthattherewouldbeanothertransitionpresentlyfromtheutterabsorptionoftheswimtothegarrulityoftheProvençallunchhour.ButagainshehadthesensethatDickwastakingcareofher,andshedelightedinrespondingtotheeventualmovementasifithadbeenanorder.

           Nicolehandedherhusbandthecuriousgarmentonwhichshehadbeenworking.Hewentintothedressingtentandinspiredacommotionbyappearinginamomentcladintransparentblacklacedrawers.Closeinspectionrevealedthatactuallytheywerelinedwithflesh-coloredcloth.

           "Well,ifthatisn’tapansystrick!"exclaimedMr.McKiscocontemptuously—thenturningquicklytoMr.DumphryandMr.Campion,headded,"Oh,Ibegyourpardon."

           Rosemarybubbledwithdelightatthetrunks.Hernaïvetérespondedwhole-heartedlytotheexpensivesimplicityoftheDivers,unawareofitscomplexityanditslackofinnocence,unawarethatitwasallaselectionofqualityratherthanquantityfromtherunoftheworld’sbazaar;