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You
’
ll
have
to
endure
what
I
’
ve
endured
and
wanted
to
spare
you
—
you
’
ll
have
to
go
on
,
knowing
where
I
am
,
wanting
me
as
I
’
ll
want
you
,
but
never
permitting
yourself
to
approach
me
.
Don
’
t
seek
me
here
.
Don
’
t
come
to
my
home
.
Don
’
t
ever
let
them
see
us
together
.
And
when
you
reach
the
end
,
when
you
’
re
ready
to
quit
,
don
’
t
tell
them
,
just
chalk
a
dollar
sign
on
the
pedestal
of
Nat
Taggart
’
s
statue
—
where
it
belongs
—
then
go
home
and
wait
.
I
’
ll
come
for
you
in
twenty
-
four
hours
.
"
She
inclined
her
head
in
silent
promise
.
But
when
he
turned
to
go
,
a
sudden
shudder
ran
through
her
body
,
like
a
first
jolt
of
awakening
or
a
last
convulsion
of
life
,
and
it
ended
in
an
involuntary
cry
:
"
Where
are
you
going
?
"
"
To
be
a
lamppost
and
stand
holding
a
lantern
till
dawn
—
which
is
the
only
work
your
world
relegates
me
to
and
the
only
work
it
’
s
going
to
get
.
"
She
seized
his
arm
,
to
hold
him
,
to
follow
,
to
follow
him
blindly
,
abandoning
everything
but
the
sight
of
his
face
.
"
John
!
"
He
gripped
her
wrist
,
twisted
her
hand
and
threw
it
off
.
"
No
,
"
he
said
.
Then
he
took
her
hand
and
raised
it
to
his
lips
and
the
pressure
of
his
mouth
was
more
passionate
a
statement
than
any
he
had
chosen
to
confess
.
Then
he
walked
away
,
down
the
vanishing
line
of
rail
,
and
it
seemed
to
her
that
both
the
rail
and
the
figure
were
abandoning
her
at
the
same
time
.
When
she
staggered
out
into
the
concourse
of
the
Terminal
,
the
first
blast
of
rolling
wheels
went
shuddering
through
the
walls
of
the
building
,
like
the
sudden
beat
of
a
heart
that
had
stopped
.
The
temple
of
Nathaniel
Taggart
was
silent
and
empty
,
its
changeless
light
beating
down
on
a
deserted
stretch
of
marble
