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She finds them in the pool, swimming side by side: Erik proceeding with a slow, lavish stroke and Gustave with the dogged determination of one who doesn't want to be left behind.
As soon as they reach the edge, her son shoots out of the pool and runs towards her. He hugs her, overexcited and uncaring of the water he's leaving on her clothes.
"Maman! Maman! Did you see? I was swimming! Father taught me!"
She raises her gaze over Gustave's head to the man still in the pool.
He will later concede that it was the water dripping from his sparse hair that threw her into error and not the tears shed at hearing himself called "Father" for the first time in his life.