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"
We
’
re
very
well
adjusted
,
"
she
insisted
,
laughing
.
"
I
’
m
not
going
to
have
MY
nose
rubbed
in
the
sand
.
I
’
m
a
mean
,
hard
woman
,
"
she
explained
to
Rosemary
,
and
then
raising
her
voice
,
"
Children
,
put
on
your
bathing
suits
!
"
Rosemary
felt
that
this
swim
would
become
the
typical
one
of
her
life
,
the
one
that
would
always
pop
up
in
her
memory
at
the
mention
of
swimming
.
Simultaneously
the
whole
party
moved
toward
the
water
,
super
-
ready
from
the
long
,
forced
inaction
,
passing
from
the
heat
to
the
cool
with
the
gourmandise
of
a
tingling
curry
eaten
with
chilled
white
wine
.
The
Divers
’
day
was
spaced
like
the
day
of
the
older
civilizations
to
yield
the
utmost
from
the
materials
at
hand
,
and
to
give
all
the
transitions
their
full
value
,
and
she
did
not
know
that
there
would
be
another
transition
presently
from
the
utter
absorption
of
the
swim
to
the
garrulity
of
the
Provençal
lunch
hour
.
But
again
she
had
the
sense
that
Dick
was
taking
care
of
her
,
and
she
delighted
in
responding
to
the
eventual
movement
as
if
it
had
been
an
order
.
Nicole
handed
her
husband
the
curious
garment
on
which
she
had
been
working
.
He
went
into
the
dressing
tent
and
inspired
a
commotion
by
appearing
in
a
moment
clad
in
transparent
black
lace
drawers
.
Close
inspection
revealed
that
actually
they
were
lined
with
flesh
-
colored
cloth
.
"
Well
,
if
that
isn
’
t
a
pansys
trick
!
"
exclaimed
Mr
.
McKisco
contemptuously
—
then
turning
quickly
to
Mr
.
Dumphry
and
Mr
.
Campion
,
he
added
,
"
Oh
,
I
beg
your
pardon
.
"
Rosemary
bubbled
with
delight
at
the
trunks
.
Her
naïveté
responded
whole
-
heartedly
to
the
expensive
simplicity
of
the
Divers
,
unaware
of
its
complexity
and
its
lack
of
innocence
,
unaware
that
it
was
all
a
selection
of
quality
rather
than
quantity
from
the
run
of
the
world
’
s
bazaar
;
and
that
the
simplicity
of
behavior
also
,
the
nursery
-
like
peace
and
good
will
,
the
emphasis
on
the
simpler
virtues
,
was
part
of
a
desperate
bargain
with
the
gods
and
had
been
attained
through
struggles
she
could
not
have
guessed
at
.
At
that
moment
the
Divers
represented
externally
the
exact
furthermost
evolution
of
a
class
,
so
that
most
people
seemed
awkward
beside
them
—
in
reality
a
qualitative
change
had
already
set
in
that
was
not
at
all
apparent
to
Rosemary
.
She
stood
with
them
as
they
took
sherry
and
ate
crackers
.
Dick
Diver
looked
at
her
with
cold
blue
eyes
;
his
kind
,
strong
mouth
said
thoughtfully
and
deliberately
:
"
You
’
re
the
only
girl
I
’
ve
seen
for
a
long
time
that
actually
did
look
like
something
blooming
.
"
In
her
mother
’
s
lap
afterward
Rosemary
cried
and
cried
.
"
I
love
him
,
Mother
.
I
’
m
desperately
in
love
with
him
—
I
never
knew
I
could
feel
that
way
about
anybody
.
And
he
’
s
married
and
I
like
her
too
—
it
’
s
just
hopeless
.
Oh
,
I
love
him
so
!
"
