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"
You
’
ve
taken
too
much
,
"
he
said
.
"
So
have
I
.
Let
them
batter
us
.
There
’
s
no
reason
why
we
should
add
to
it
.
No
matter
what
we
have
to
face
,
there
can
be
no
suffering
between
the
two
of
us
.
No
added
pain
.
Let
that
come
from
their
world
.
It
won
’
t
come
from
us
.
Don
’
t
be
afraid
.
We
won
’
t
hurt
each
other
.
Not
now
.
"
She
raised
her
head
,
shaking
it
with
a
bitter
smile
—
there
was
a
desperate
violence
in
her
movement
,
but
the
smile
was
a
sign
of
recovery
:
of
the
determination
to
face
the
despair
.
"
Hank
,
the
kind
of
hell
I
let
you
go
through
in
the
last
month
—
"
Her
voice
was
trembling
.
"
It
’
s
nothing
,
compared
to
the
kind
of
hell
I
let
you
go
through
in
the
last
hour
.
"
His
voice
was
steady
.
She
got
up
,
to
pace
the
room
,
to
prove
her
strength
—
her
steps
like
words
telling
him
that
she
was
not
to
be
spared
any
longer
.
When
she
stopped
and
turned
to
face
him
,
he
rose
,
as
if
he
understood
her
motive
.
"
I
know
that
I
’
ve
made
it
worse
for
you
,
"
she
said
,
pointing
at
the
radio
.
