Arnold, surprised, asked Judith, "'Cept for that, are you allowed to
go in whenever you want?"
"Sure! We're not to stay in more than ten minutes at a time, and then
get out and run around for half an hour in the sun. There's a clock
under a little roof-thing, nailed up to a tree over there, so's we can
tell."
"And don't you get what-for, if you go in with all your clothes on
this way?"
"I haven't any clothes _on_ but my rompers," said Judith. "They're
just the same as a bathing suit." She snatched back her prerogative of
asking questions. "Where _did_ you learn to swim so?"
"At the seashore! I get taken there a month every summer. It's the
most fun of any of the places I get taken. I've had lessons there from
the professor of swimming ever since I was six. Madrina doesn't know
what to do with me but have me take lessons. I like the swimming ones
the best. I hate dancing--and going to museums."
"What else can you do?" asked Judith with a noticeable abatement of
her previous disesteem.
Arnold hesitated, his own self-confidence as evidently dashed.
"Well--I can fence a little--and talk French; we are in Paris winters,
you know. We don't stay in Lydford for the winter. Nobody does."
"_Everybody_ goes away?" queried Judith. "What a funny town!"
"Oh, except the people who _live_ there--the Vermonters."
Judith was more and more at a loss.
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