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"
They
’
re
this
man
’
s
friends
,
"
Nicole
reminded
her
,
indicating
Abe
.
"
Why
doesn
’
t
he
go
and
speak
to
them
?
Don
’
t
you
think
they
’
re
attractive
?
"
"
I
think
they
’
re
very
attractive
,
"
Abe
agreed
.
"
I
just
don
’
t
think
they
’
re
attractive
,
that
’
s
all
.
"
"
Well
,
I
HAVE
felt
there
were
too
many
people
on
the
beach
this
summer
,
"
Nicole
admitted
.
"
OUR
beach
that
Dick
made
out
of
a
pebble
pile
.
"
She
considered
,
and
then
lowering
her
voice
out
of
the
range
of
the
trio
of
nannies
who
sat
back
under
another
umbrella
.
"
Still
,
they
’
re
preferable
to
those
British
last
summer
who
kept
shouting
about
:
‘
Isn
’
t
the
sea
blue
?
Isn
’
t
the
sky
white
?
Isn
’
t
little
Nellie
’
s
nose
red
?
’
"
Rosemary
thought
she
would
not
like
to
have
Nicole
for
an
enemy
.
"
But
you
didn
’
t
see
the
fight
,
"
Nicole
continued
.
"
The
day
before
you
came
,
the
married
man
,
the
one
with
the
name
that
sounds
like
a
substitute
for
gasoline
or
butter
—
"
"
McKisco
?
"
"
Yes
—
well
they
were
having
words
and
she
tossed
some
sand
in
his
face
.
So
naturally
he
sat
on
top
of
her
and
rubbed
her
face
in
the
sand
.
We
were
—
electrified
.
I
wanted
Dick
to
interfere
.
"
"
I
think
,
"
said
Dick
Diver
,
staring
down
abstractedly
at
the
straw
mat
,
"
that
I
’
ll
go
over
and
invite
them
to
dinner
.
"
"
No
,
you
won
’
t
,
"
Nicole
told
him
quickly
.
"
I
think
it
would
be
a
very
good
thing
.
They
’
re
here
—
let
’
s
adjust
ourselves
.
"
