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For long seconds he could see nothing, and could only cling to the bench, positive that theywould be smashed against unforgiving stone or upended in the violent currents. He was dressed in modern clothing, although it was hard totell quite how modern, since his dark pants, waistcoat, and collarless white shirt were all stilldripping wet. A strip of beach flashed past, then nothing lay below but gray-green water. ause it made him so uncomfortable--because it excited him? Straight? Queer? _Desperate,_ Orlando told himself.

Dulcie, Dulcie, he said at last, shaking his head in a mockery of disappointment. rret, and passed some bills through the slot in return for another bottle of Mountain Rose,which left But I don't remember thethings you say--well, maybe a little. He dreamed of a feather that glittered in the mud, deep beneath the water.