Look out there, for instance." Mrs.Jekyll followed her glance and saw a girl in bathing clothes sitting on the beach under a red and blue striped umbrella encircled by the outstretched forms of half a dozen men.

Beyond, on the fringe of a sea alive with bursting breakers, several girls were bathing alone.
"H'm," said Mrs.Jekyll.

"I should think that the second story is the true one.

A tip-tilted nose, chestnut hair and brown eyes are better to flirt with than marry.

Well, I must run away if I'm to be back to lunch.