You rinse and de-string the green beans; I'll take it from there.

For hours he would dilate, with an enthusiasm only broken in upon by emotion, how he had relieved the monotony of colouring in Anne of Austria's picture (taken during the second year of her widowhood, when she wore a suit of entire grey silk) by painting her as Juno, and introducing a peacock. He was touched even to tears when he mentioned that her majesty graciously condescended to resume the use of powder for that occasion expressly, she not having worn it since the death of the king. Yes, her grace had her hair frizzed and powdered entirely on my account!

Thinks I to myself, “Sol, you're run off your course again. This is a rich man's summer‘cottage’ and if you don't look out there's likely to be some nice, lively dog taking an interest in your underpinning.”

a nonbathing beach