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"
Why
should
you
work
like
this
,
when
you
can
have
a
better
job
?
"
"
I
am
not
looking
for
a
better
job
.
"
"
You
don
’
t
want
a
chance
to
rise
and
make
money
?
"
"
No
.
Why
do
you
insist
?
"
"
Because
I
hate
to
see
ability
being
wasted
!
"
He
said
slowly
,
intently
,
"
So
do
I
.
"
Something
in
the
way
he
said
it
made
her
feel
the
bond
of
some
profound
emotion
which
they
held
in
common
;
it
broke
the
discipline
that
forbade
her
ever
to
call
for
help
.
"
I
’
m
so
sick
of
them
!
"
Her
voice
startled
her
—
it
was
an
involuntary
cry
.
"
I
’
m
so
hungry
for
any
sight
of
anyone
who
’
s
able
to
do
whatever
it
is
he
’
s
doing
!
"
She
pressed
the
back
of
her
hand
to
her
eyes
,
trying
to
dam
the
outbreak
of
a
despair
she
had
not
permitted
herself
to
acknowledge
;
she
had
not
known
the
extent
of
it
,
nor
how
little
of
her
endurance
the
quest
had
left
her
.
"
I
’
m
sorry
,
"
he
said
,
his
voice
low
.
It
sounded
,
not
as
an
apology
,
but
as
a
statement
of
compassion
.
She
glanced
up
at
him
.
