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Now
the
swimming
place
was
a
"
club
,
"
though
,
like
the
international
society
it
represented
,
it
would
be
hard
to
say
who
was
not
admitted
.
Nicole
hardened
again
as
Dick
knelt
on
the
straw
mat
and
looked
about
for
Rosemary
.
Her
eyes
followed
his
,
searching
among
the
new
paraphernalia
,
the
trapezes
over
the
water
,
the
swinging
rings
,
the
portable
bathhouses
,
the
floating
towers
,
the
searchlights
from
last
night
’
s
fêtes
,
the
modernistic
buffet
,
white
with
a
hackneyed
motif
of
endless
handlebars
.
The
water
was
almost
the
last
place
he
looked
for
Rosemary
,
because
few
people
swam
any
more
in
that
blue
paradise
,
children
and
one
exhibitionistic
valet
who
punctuated
the
morning
with
spectacular
dives
from
a
fifty
-
foot
rock
—
most
of
Gausse
’
s
guests
stripped
the
concealing
pajamas
from
their
flabbiness
only
for
a
short
hangover
dip
at
one
o
’
clock
.
"
There
she
is
,
"
Nicole
remarked
.
She
watched
Dick
’
s
eyes
following
Rosemary
’
s
track
from
raft
to
raft
;
but
the
sigh
that
rocked
out
of
her
bosom
was
something
left
over
from
five
years
ago
.
"
Let
’
s
swim
out
and
speak
to
Rosemary
,
"
he
suggested
.
"
You
go
.
"
"
We
’
ll
both
go
.
"
She
struggled
a
moment
against
his
pronouncement
,
but
eventually
they
swam
out
together
,
tracing
Rosemary
by
the
school
of
little
fish
who
followed
her
,
taking
their
dazzle
from
her
,
the
shining
spoon
of
a
trout
hook
.
Nicole
stayed
in
the
water
while
Dick
hoisted
himself
up
beside
Rosemary
,
and
the
two
sat
dripping
and
talking
,
exactly
as
if
they
had
never
loved
or
touched
each
other
.
Rosemary
was
beautiful
—
her
youth
was
a
shock
to
Nicole
,
who
rejoiced
,
however
,
that
the
young
girl
was
less
slender
by
a
hairline
than
herself
.
Nicole
swam
around
in
little
rings
,
listening
to
Rosemary
who
was
acting
amusement
,
joy
,
and
expectation
—
more
confident
than
she
had
been
five
years
ago
.
"
I
miss
Mother
so
,
but
she
’
s
meeting
me
in
Paris
,
Monday
.
"
