force, and the gondola rose and sank with a certain tremor, foreign to its usual graceful motion.
"Perhaps we had better turn back, Geof," said Mrs. Daymond.
"Very well; but not until Miss Beverly has seen the sails outside."
Pauline went forward and stood upon the upper step, steadying herself by the oarsman's proffered shoulder. The motion seemed stronger, now that she was on her feet.
"Hold harder," said Geof; "you won't enjoy it if you don't feel safe. There! That's right."
Over the line of the jetty was the deep blue Adriatic, sweeping to the horizon, its nearer reaches dotted with brilliant sails, shining in every shade of red and yellow and ruddy brown. The long, outer shore of the Lido, stretching far away to the tower of Malamocco, was edged with white, as the gentle curve of the waves broke with a toss of spray upon the sand.
