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"If any one's to blame, it's me. “Anyway, enough about that. He saw her, dripping with rosy pearls, rise out of the lagoon in the dawn light: he saw her flashing to and fro among the coco palms in the moonshine: he saw her breasting the hurricane, her body as full of grace and beauty as the Winged Victory of the Louvre. Her hair touched water, becoming like the seaweed in its velvet slickness. She searched for it for many days that stretched into weeks before she gave up. “There wasn’t. I'm one of those unfortunate duffers who have too much imagination—the kind who build their own chimeras and then run away from them. “Feel better. She began to act. Ennison!” He released her. She kept her eyes closed. " "So did I," said Winifred.
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