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after the sixth duck, chani felt herself growing more tired, and by the eighth she could scarcely lift her legs to swim back. but back she went, washing lazily onto the shore as if she were a jellyfish or an eel. a little laugh took her, yet when chani sat up, it cut off at once.
she was on her feet, streaming; her eyes were not hard but curious. the stranger was a woman, which at once put the girl more at ease, though she did not come close. "bonjour," chani mumbled.