"Now don't forget! I think I shall call you Bertie because it sounds more English.

I'm going to dive now, so don't row any farther." She sprang to her feet and stepped on to the thwart, where she stood balancing, her arms above her head.
He waited motionless to see her go.

But she remained poised for several seconds, the sunlight full upon her slim, straight figure and bare, upraised arms.

Her hair, that had begun to dry, fluttered a little in the breeze.

The splendour of it almost dazzled the onlooker.