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"
Whom
?
"
"
Whoever
’
s
getting
you
down
.
It
isn
’
t
right
.
"
"
What
isn
’
t
?
"
"
That
you
should
feel
this
way
.
You
’
ve
had
a
tough
time
,
but
you
’
ve
licked
them
all
,
so
you
ought
to
enjoy
yourself
now
.
You
’
ve
earned
it
.
"
"
And
how
do
you
propose
that
I
enjoy
myself
?
"
"
Oh
,
I
don
’
t
know
.
But
I
thought
you
’
d
be
having
a
celebration
tonight
,
a
party
with
all
the
big
shots
,
and
champagne
,
and
things
given
to
you
,
like
keys
to
cities
,
a
real
swank
party
like
that
—
instead
of
walking
around
all
by
yourself
,
shopping
for
paper
handkerchiefs
,
of
all
fool
things
!
"
"
You
give
me
those
handkerchiefs
,
before
you
forget
them
altogether
,
"
he
said
,
handing
her
a
dime
.
"
And
as
to
the
swank
party
,
did
it
occur
to
you
that
I
might
not
want
to
see
anybody
tonight
?
"
She
considered
it
earnestly
.
"
No
,
"
she
said
,
"
I
hadn
’
t
thought
of
it
.
But
I
can
see
why
you
wouldn
’
t
.
"
"
Why
?
"
It
was
a
question
to
which
he
bad
no
answer
.
