"Rosalind!"
She looked at Billy with a smile of contentment.
"There goes the last of my lies," she said with a luxurious sigh. "I've told so many that I'm completely ashamed of myself. And most of them were all on account of that."
She pointed to where the bracelet had disappeared forever.
"It seemed to chain me to so many things I want to get rid of," she added thoughtfully. "It was not only the lies—it was almost everything. And I simply had to do something physical to break away."
The incompetent boatman nodded to signify that he understood—but he didn't. Something in her eyes baffled him.
"Well, hop in," he said shortly, breaking the tension.
Rosalind drew back a step from the skiff.
"I object to being ordered to do things," she said firmly.
"I beg your pardon. I meant—"