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"
Five
years
ago
you
came
here
,
"
said
Dick
.
"
And
what
a
funny
little
thing
you
were
,
in
one
of
those
hotel
peignoirs
!
"
"
How
you
remember
things
!
You
always
did
—
and
always
the
nice
things
.
"
Nicole
saw
the
old
game
of
flattery
beginning
again
and
she
dove
under
water
,
coming
up
again
to
hear
:
"
I
’
m
going
to
pretend
it
’
s
five
years
ago
and
I
’
m
a
girl
of
eighteen
again
.
You
could
always
make
me
feel
some
you
know
,
kind
of
,
you
know
,
kind
of
happy
way
—
you
and
Nicole
.
I
feel
as
if
you
’
re
still
on
the
beach
there
,
under
one
of
those
umbrellas
—
the
nicest
people
I
’
d
ever
known
,
maybe
ever
will
.
"
Swimming
away
,
Nicole
saw
that
the
cloud
of
Dick
’
s
heart
-
sickness
had
lifted
a
little
as
he
began
to
play
with
Rosemary
,
bringing
out
his
old
expertness
with
people
,
a
tarnished
object
of
art
;
she
guessed
that
with
a
drink
or
so
he
would
have
done
his
stunts
on
the
swinging
rings
for
her
,
fumbling
through
stunts
he
had
once
done
with
ease
.
She
noticed
that
this
summer
,
for
the
first
time
,
he
avoided
high
diving
.
Later
,
as
she
dodged
her
way
from
raft
to
raft
,
Dick
overtook
her
.
"
Some
of
Rosemary
’
s
friends
have
a
speed
boat
,
the
one
out
there
.
Do
you
want
to
aquaplane
?
I
think
it
would
be
amusing
.
"
Remembering
that
once
he
could
stand
on
his
hands
on
a
chair
at
the
end
of
a
board
,
she
indulged
him
as
she
might
have
indulged
Lanier
.
Last
summer
on
the
Zugersee
they
had
played
at
that
pleasant
water
game
,
and
Dick
had
lifted
a
two
-
hundred
-
pound
man
from
the
board
onto
his
shoulders
and
stood
up
.
But
women
marry
all
their
husbands
’
talents
and
naturally
,
afterwards
,
are
not
so
impressed
with
them
as
they
may
keep
up
the
pretense
of
being
.
Nicole
had
not
even
pretended
to
be
impressed
,
though
she
had
said
"
Yes
"
to
him
,
and
"
Yes
,
I
thought
so
too
.
"
She
knew
,
though
,
that
he
was
somewhat
tired
,
that
it
was
only
the
closeness
of
Rosemary
’
s
exciting
youth
that
prompted
the
impending
effort
—
she
had
seen
him
draw
the
same
inspiration
from
the
new
bodies
of
her
children
and
she
wondered
coldly
if
he
would
make
a
spectacle
of
himself
.
The
Divers
were
older
than
the
others
in
the
boat
—
the
young
people
were
polite
,
deferential
,
but
Nicole
felt
an
undercurrent
of
"
Who
are
these
Numbers
anyhow
?
"
and
she
missed
Dick
’
s
easy
talent
of
taking
control
of
situations
and
making
them
all
right
—
he
had
concentrated
on
what
he
was
going
to
try
to
do
.
