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Vere understood, and, kneeling on
the gunwale, firmly in Gaspare's grasp, she joined in their action.
She sprinkled the boat with the acqua benedetta and made the sign of
the cross.

CHAPTER XIV
When, the next day, Artois sat down at his table to work he found it
impossible to concentrate his mind. The irritation of the previous
evening had passed away. He attributed it to the physical effect made
upon him by the disturbed atmosphere. Now the sun shone, the sky was
clear, the sea calm. He had just come out of an ice-cold bath, had
taken his coffee, and smoked one cigarette. A quiet morning lay before
him. Quiet?
He got up and went to the window.
On the wooden roof of the bath establishment opposite rows of towels,
hung out to dry, were moving listlessly to and fro in the soft breeze.
Capri was almost hidden by haze in the distance. In the sea, just
below him, several heads of swimmers moved. One boy was "making
death." He floated on his back with his eyes closed and his arms
extended.


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