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He
answered
slowly
,
"
To
see
a
friend
who
called
for
me
.
"
"
Business
?
"
Looking
past
her
,
as
if
answering
a
thought
of
his
own
,
a
faint
smile
of
bitter
amusement
on
his
face
,
but
his
voice
strangely
soft
and
sad
,
he
answered
:
"
Yes
.
"
It
was
long
past
midnight
when
she
awakened
in
bed
by
his
side
.
No
sounds
came
from
the
city
below
.
The
stillness
of
the
room
made
life
seem
suspended
for
a
while
.
Relaxed
in
happiness
and
in
complete
exhaustion
,
she
turned
lazily
to
glance
at
him
.
He
lay
on
his
back
,
half
-
propped
by
a
pillow
.
She
saw
his
profile
against
the
foggy
glow
of
the
night
sky
in
the
window
.
He
was
awake
,
his
eyes
were
open
.
He
held
his
mouth
closed
like
a
man
lying
in
resignation
in
unbearable
pain
,
bearing
it
,
making
no
attempt
to
hide
it
.
She
was
too
frightened
to
move
.
He
felt
her
glance
and
turned
to
her
.
He
shuddered
suddenly
,
he
threw
off
the
blanket
,
he
looked
at
her
naked
body
,
then
he
fell
forward
and
buried
his
face
between
her
breasts
.
He
held
her
shoulders
,
hanging
onto
her
convulsively
.
She
heard
the
words
,
muffled
,
his
mouth
pressed
to
her
skin
:
"
I
can
’
t
give
it
up
!
I
can
‘
t
!
"
"
What
?
"
she
whispered
.
"
You
.
"
