And then Carl Hollywood knew that Princess Nell was searching for Miranda 
too. He threw his long coat down on the sand and sloshed out into the Pacific, 
accompanied by the officer, and remained at a judicious distance, partly to 
show due respect, and partly because Nell had a sword in her waistband. Her 
face was inclined over the pages of her book like a focusing lens, and he half 
expected the pages to curl and smoke under her gaze.