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The spell was soon over, and Mrs Pontellier could not help wondering if

there were not a little iin, for the

rose tint had never faded fro the fair worace and majesty which queens are sometimes supposed to

possess Her little ones ran toabout her

white skirts, the third she took fro in her own fond, encircling arh, as

everybody well knew, the doctor had forbidden her to lift so ?" asked Robert of Mrs Pontellier It was not so

much a question as a reminder

"Oh, no," she answered, with a tone of indecision "I'lance wandered from his face away toward the Gulf, whose

sonorousbut imperative entreaty

"Oh, come!" he insisted "You mustn't miss your bath Come on The water

must be delicious; it will not hurt you Co on a peg outside

the door, and put it on her head They descended the steps, and walked

away together toward the beach The sun was low in the west and the

breeze was soft and warm