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The Solitary Summer
·
Elizabeth Von Arnim
98
The
April
baby
was
a
weak
little
creature
in
her
first
years,
and
the
doctor
ordered
as
specially
bracing
a
seaside
resort
frequented
solely
by
the
middle
classes,
and
there
for
three
succeeding
years
I
took
her;
and
while
she
rolled
on
the
sands
and
grew
brown
and
lusty,
I
was
dull,
and
fell
to
watching
the
other
tourists.
Their
time,
it
appeared,
was
spent
in
ruminating
over
the
delights
of
the
meal
that
was
eaten,
and
in
preparing
their
bodies
by
gentlest
exercise
for
the
delights
of
the
meal
that
was
to
come.
They
passed
their
mornings
on
the
sands,
the
women
doing
fancy
work
in
order
that
they
might
look
busy,
and
the
men
strolling
aimlessly
about
near
them
with
field-glasses,
and
nautical
caps,
and
long
cloaks
of
a
very
dreadful
pattern
reaching
to
their
heels
and
making
them
look
like
large
women,
called
Havelocks,--all
of
them
waiting
with
more
or
less
open
eagerness
for
one
o'clock,
the
great
moment
to
which
they
had
been
looking
forward
ever
since
the
day
before,
to
arrive.
They
used
to
file
in
when
the
bell
rang
with
a
sort
of
silent
solemnity,
a
contemplative
collectedness,
which
is
best
described
by
the
word
recueillement,
and
ate
all
the
courses,
however
many
there
were,
in
a
hot
room
full
of
flies
and
sunlight.
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