"I miss Mother so, but she's meeting me in Paris,Monday."
"Five years ago you came here," said Dick. "And what a funny little thing you were, in one of those hotel peignoirs!"
"How you remember things! You always did--and always the nice things."
Nicole saw the old game of flattery beginning again and she dove under water, coming up again to hear:
"I'm going to pretend it's five years ago and I'm a girl of eighteen again. You could always make me feel some you know, kind of, you know, kind of happy way--you and Nicole. I feel as if you're still on the beach there, under one of those umbrellas--the nicest people I'd ever known, maybe ever will."