It lay on the sand beside her sunshade, carefully weighted with a shell.
Neither she nor the girl beside her spoke.

Virginia adjusted her hat and veil, sat motionless for a few moments, then picked up the water-stained letter and, rolling it, placed it in her wet glove.

A slow flame burned in her pallid cheeks; her eyes remained downcast.
Shiela said with quick sympathy: "I never fainted in my life.

Is it painful ?" "No--it's only rather horrid....

I had been walking in the sun.