A little shock, a storm of revulsion against him, shook Hermione unconsciously.

She released the book when he had not properly got it, and it tumbled against the side of the boat and bounced into the water.
'There!' sang Hermione, with a strange ring of malevolent victory.

'I'm so sorry, so awfully sorry.

Can't you get it, Gerald ?' This last was said in a note of anxious sneering that made Gerald's veins tingle with fine hate for her.

He leaned far out of the boat, reaching down into the water.