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"
It
is
true
,
"
Dick
answered
,
sitting
down
with
them
.
"
The
change
came
a
long
way
back
—
but
at
first
it
didn
’
t
show
.
The
manner
remains
intact
for
some
time
after
the
morale
cracks
.
"
"
Do
you
practise
on
the
Riviera
?
"
Rosemary
demanded
hastily
.
"
It
’
d
be
a
good
ground
to
find
likely
specimens
.
"
He
nodded
here
and
there
at
the
people
milling
about
in
the
golden
sand
.
"
Great
candidates
.
Notice
our
old
friend
,
Mrs
.
Abrams
,
playing
duchess
to
Mary
North
’
s
queen
?
Don
’
t
get
jealous
about
it
—
think
of
Mrs
.
Abram
’
s
long
climb
up
the
back
stairs
of
the
Ritz
on
her
hands
and
knees
and
all
the
carpet
dust
she
had
to
inhale
.
"
Rosemary
interrupted
him
.
"
But
is
that
really
Mary
North
?
"
She
was
regarding
a
woman
sauntering
in
their
direction
followed
by
a
small
group
who
behaved
as
if
they
were
accustomed
to
being
looked
at
.
When
they
were
ten
feet
away
,
Mary
’
s
glance
flickered
fractionally
over
the
Divers
,
one
of
those
unfortunate
glances
that
indicate
to
the
glanced
-
upon
that
they
have
been
observed
but
are
to
be
overlooked
,
the
sort
of
glance
that
neither
the
Divers
nor
Rosemary
Hoyt
had
ever
permitted
themselves
to
throw
at
any
one
in
their
lives
.
Dick
was
amused
when
Mary
perceived
Rosemary
,
changed
her
plans
and
came
over
.
She
spoke
to
Nicole
with
pleasant
heartiness
,
nodded
unsmilingly
to
Dick
as
if
he
were
somewhat
contagious
—
whereupon
he
bowed
in
ironic
respect
—
as
she
greeted
Rosemary
.
"
I
heard
you
were
here
.
For
how
long
?
"
"
Until
to
-
morrow
,
"
Rosemary
answered
.
She
,
too
,
saw
how
Mary
had
walked
through
the
Divers
to
talk
to
her
,
and
a
sense
of
obligation
kept
her
unenthusiastic
.
No
,
she
could
not
dine
to
-
night
.
Mary
turned
to
Nicole
,
her
manner
indicating
affection
blended
with
pity
.
"
How
are
the
children
?
"
she
asked
.
