The Brother of Daphne by Dornford Yates
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her, or marry her, or something. Whatever's that?"
I jumped to my feet and looked towards where she was pointing. "It looks rather like- forgive me- a chemise." "Good Heavens!" Before I had time to move, she rushed into the surf and secured the floating garment, made another dart at something else, and was knocked down by a roller. I had her on her feet in a moment, but she dashed the water out of her eves and looked wildly to and fro over the sea. What is it, Mermaid?" She tried to stamp her foot; but the four inches of water in which she was standing were against her. "Can't you see, idiot? This is mine- this chemise- so's this shoe. The tide's come up into my cave while I've been making a fool of myself talking to you, and all my things are gone. There's the other shoe." "All right- I'll get it." I got it, and one stocking, but though I swam about till I was tired, and even climbed on to the rock, now almost submerged, to which we had raced, I could see nothing else. I returned temporarily exhausted to the cove. She waded out to meet me. |
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