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Mrs
.
Carpenter
was
putting
sun
-
tan
oil
on
Sybil
’
s
shoulders
,
spreading
it
down
over
the
delicate
,
winglike
blades
of
her
back
.
Sybil
was
sitting
insecurely
on
a
huge
,
inflated
beach
ball
,
facing
the
ocean
.
She
was
wearing
a
canary
-
yellow
two
-
piece
bathing
suit
,
one
piece
of
which
she
would
not
actually
be
needing
for
another
nine
or
ten
years
.
"
It
was
really
just
an
ordinary
silk
handkerchief
-
you
could
see
when
you
got
up
close
,
"
said
the
woman
in
the
beach
chair
beside
Mrs
.
Carpenter
’
s
.
"
I
wish
I
knew
how
she
tied
it
.
It
was
really
darling
.
"
"
It
sounds
darling
,
"
Mrs
.
Carpenter
agreed
.
"
Sybil
,
hold
still
,
pussy
.
"
"
Did
you
see
more
glass
?
"
said
Sybil
.
Mrs
.
Carpenter
sighed
.
"
All
right
,
"
she
said
.
She
replaced
the
cap
on
the
sun
-
tan
oil
bottle
.
"
Now
run
and
play
,
pussy
.
Mommy
’
s
going
up
to
the
hotel
and
have
a
Martini
with
Mrs
.
Hubbel
.
I
’
ll
bring
you
the
olive
.
"
Set
loose
,
Sybil
immediately
ran
down
to
the
flat
part
of
the
beach
and
began
to
walk
in
the
direction
of
Fisherman
’
s
Pavilion
.
Stopping
only
to
sink
a
foot
in
a
soggy
,
collapsed
castle
,
she
was
soon
out
of
the
area
reserved
for
guests
of
the
hotel
.
She
walked
for
about
a
quarter
of
a
mile
and
then
suddenly
broke
into
an
oblique
run
up
the
soft
part
of
the
beach
.
She
stopped
short
when
she
reached
the
place
where
a
young
man
was
lying
on
his
back
.
"
Are
you
going
in
the
water
,
see
more
glass
?
"
she
said
.
The
young
-
man
started
,
his
right
hand
going
to
the
lapels
of
his
terry
-
cloth
robe
.
He
turned
over
on
his
stomach
,
letting
a
sausaged
towel
fall
away
from
his
eyes
,
and
squinted
up
at
Sybil
.
"
Hey
.
Hello
,
Sybil
.
"
"
Are
you
going
in
the
water
?
"
"
I
was
waiting
for
you
"
said
the
young
man
.
"
What
’
s
new
?
"
