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Chapter 7

           Therewerefirefliesridingonthedarkairandadogbayingonsomelowandfar-awayledgeofthecliff.Thetableseemedtohaverisenalittletowardtheskylikeamechanicaldancingplatform,givingthepeoplearounditasenseofbeingalonewitheachotherinthedarkuniverse,nourishedbyitsonlyfood,warmedbyitsonlylights.And,asifacurioushushedlaughfromMrs.McKiscowereasignalthatsuchadetachmentfromtheworldhadbeenattained,thetwoDiversbegansuddenlytowarmandglowandexpand,asiftomakeuptotheirguests,alreadysosubtlyassuredoftheirimportance,soflatteredwithpoliteness,foranythingtheymightstillmissfromthatcountrywellleftbehind.Justforamomenttheyseemedtospeaktoeveryoneatthetable,singlyandtogether,assuringthemoftheirfriendliness,theiraffection.AndforamomentthefacesturneduptowardthemwerelikethefacesofpoorchildrenataChristmastree.Thenabruptlythetablebrokeupthemomentwhentheguestshadbeendaringlyliftedaboveconvivialityintotherareratmosphereofsentiment,wasoverbeforeitcouldbeirreverentlybreathed,beforetheyhadhalfrealizeditwasthere.

           ButthediffusedmagicofthehotsweetSouthhadwithdrawnintothemthesoft-pawednightandtheghostlywashoftheMediterraneanfarbelowthemagicleftthesethingsandmeltedintothetwoDiversandbecamepartofthem.RosemarywatchedNicolepressinguponhermotherayelloweveningbagshehadadmired,saying,"Ithinkthingsoughttobelongtothepeoplethatlikethem"andthensweepingintoitalltheyellowarticlesshecouldfind,apencil,alipstick,alittlenotebook,"becausetheyallgotogether."

           NicoledisappearedandpresentlyRosemarynoticedthatDickwasnolongerthere;theguestsdistributedthemselvesinthegardenordriftedintowardtheterrace.

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