She put on her shoes and stockings and came back to the esplanade.

She soon learned that a bathing-dress and a bathing-machine could be hired.

She hired them and bathed.

She bathed for a long time, a longer time than was good for her.
And still the lawyer and the detective ranged the wood like questing hounds.
At last she tore herself from the water, dressed, and lay on the warm pebbles, drying her beautiful red hair in the sun.

The church clock struck twelve; slowly, but with a good appetite, she ate her sandwiches--chicken sandwiches.
And still the lawyer and the detective ranged the wood like questing hounds.
After her lunch Pollyooly bought herself a bottle of lemonade at a confectioner's shop in the High Street; then once more she sought the mouth of the Otter.