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ood in the water looking after us long enough to see that there would be no further incidents, then took a header into the waves again. I'm not sure that my adventure did not add spice to the salt of my bath. Anyhow, it was glorious, and I ran back to the villa at last tingling with joy of life, in time to be let in by a maid who was cleaning the door-steps. It was half-past seven, and breakfast was at eight. I had to make haste with my toilet, but luckily there are few tasks which can't be accompanied by a running fire of chat (that is, if one is a woman) so I had told everything to Phyllis by the time I had begun fastening the white serge frock in which I was to go to The Hague and the _Concours Hippique_. Just then the Japanese gong sent forth its melancholy wail, so we hurried down, and I forgot to tell Phyllis not to mention the incident. I didn't think it the kind of incident which would be approved by the van Buren family, and on second thoughts I didn't approve of it myself. Hardly were we comfortably seated at the table, however, when Phil told Robert what a part his friend had played in my adventure. I could not stop her, and when I was called upon for details, gave them rather than seem to be secretive. "We must be thankful that Brederode was taking his dip early," said Robert. "I will tell him this afternoon that we are very grateful for what he did." I blushed consciously. "Oh, _must_ you?" I asked. "Somehow, I've an idea he'll think it stupid of me to have mentioned it. Besides, maybe it _wasn't_ your friend. Perhaps it was some one who looked like him. The--er--dress was so different, and I had hardly seen Mr. Brederode----" "Jonkheer Brederode," corrected Freule Menela, softly. I broke out laughing. "Jonkheer! Oh, do forgive me, but it sounds so funny. I really _never_ could call a person Jonkheer, and take him _seriously_." "You will have to call him Jonkheer when I bring him to the box, after he has finished his part in the _Concours Hippique_," said Robert. "There is no one who looks like Rudolph Brederode, so it must have been he. You can see this afternoon." "But I don't _want_ to see," I objected, crossly, for I felt I could not solemnly and adequately thank the young man before my listening relatives, for popping out of the sea in his microscopic costume, and coming to the rescue of me in mine. I had squeaked and curled up my toes, and been altogether ridiculous; and I knew we s
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