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Chapter 7

           ForamomentNicolewassorryitwasso;rememberingtheglasshehadrakedoutoftheoldtrashheap,rememberingthesailortrunksandsweaterstheyhadboughtinaNicebackstreetgarmentsthatafterwardranthroughavogueinsilkamongthePariscouturiers,rememberingthesimplelittleFrenchgirlsclimbingonthebreakwaterscrying"Ditesdonc!Ditesdonc!"likebirds,andtheritualofthemorningtime,thequietrestfulextraversiontowardseaandsunmanyinventionsofhis,burieddeeperthanthesandunderthespanofsofewyears....

           Nowtheswimmingplacewasa"club,"though,liketheinternationalsocietyitrepresented,itwouldbehardtosaywhowasnotadmitted.

           NicolehardenedagainasDickkneltonthestrawmatandlookedaboutforRosemary.Hereyesfollowedhis,searchingamongthenewparaphernalia,thetrapezesoverthewater,theswingingrings,theportablebathhouses,thefloatingtowers,thesearchlightsfromlastnight’sfêtes,themodernisticbuffet,whitewithahackneyedmotifofendlesshandlebars.

           ThewaterwasalmostthelastplacehelookedforRosemary,becausefewpeopleswamanymoreinthatblueparadise,childrenandoneexhibitionisticvaletwhopunctuatedthemorningwithspectaculardivesfromafifty-footrockmostofGausse’sguestsstrippedtheconcealingpajamasfromtheirflabbinessonlyforashorthangoverdipatoneo’clock.

           "Theresheis,"Nicoleremarked.

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