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Delaney looks ridiculous in his ratty grey bathrobe and black shoes, a sight Olrik will treasure for years to come. It’s a cool morning with a brisk wind that raises gooseflesh. Olrik drops his hotel robe, anchors it to the beach with a rock, and races into the waves. Delaney is close behind him, complaining all the way. Olrik plunges into the ocean, gasps in shock, and throws himself under. His heart races as he surfaces and floats on his back. Overhead the gulls scream and the sky turns to flame.