She glanced at the sea, then looked at him.

He was watching her with dark eyes which she loved and could not understand.

She hugged her breasts between her arms, cringing, laughing: "Oo, it will be so cold!" she said.
He bent forward and kissed her, held her suddenly close, and kissed her again.

She stood waiting.

He looked into her eyes, then away at the pale sands.
"Go, then!" he said quietly.
She flung her arms round his neck, drew him against her, kissed him passionately, and went, saying: "But you'll come in ?" "In a minute." She went plodding heavily over the sand that was soft as velvet.