Then everybody sits on the veranda of _The Breakers_ and drinks things and gossips until luncheon.

Rather intellectual, isn't it ?" "Sufficiently," he replied lazily.
She leaned over the parapet, standing on the tips of her white shoes and looked down at the school of fish.

Presently she pointed to a snake swimming against the current.
"A moccasin ?" he asked.
"No, only a water snake.

They call everything moccasins down here, but real moccasins are not very common." "And rattlesnakes ?" "Scarcer still.

You hear stories, but--" She shrugged her shoulders.