<< <<>> said the young man, getting his feet wet. <<>> He dropped the rubber float on its back. <<>> They waded out till the water was up to Sybil's waist. Then the young man picked her up and laid her down on her stomach on the float.
<<>> he asked.
<<>> <<>> << <<>> He kept pushing the float.
The water was not quite up to his chest. <<>> She shook her head.
<<>> He edged the float and its passenger a foot closer to the horizon. <<>> <<>> <<>>
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<<>> asked Sybil.
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<<>> He took Sybil's ankles in his hands and pressed down and forward. The float nosed over the top of the wave. The water soaked Sybil's blond hair, but her scream was full of pleasure.
With her hand, when the float was level again, she wiped away a flat, wet band of hair from her eyes, and reported, <<>> <<>>