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"
No
,
Hank
,
"
she
said
,
her
face
hard
.
The
brief
,
taut
movement
of
his
lips
was
a
smile
.
"
I
know
that
you
won
’
t
answer
it
,
but
I
won
’
t
stop
asking
—
because
that
is
what
I
’
ll
never
accept
.
"
"
Ask
yourself
why
you
won
’
t
accept
it
.
"
He
answered
,
his
hand
moving
slowly
from
her
breasts
to
her
knees
,
as
if
stressing
his
ownership
and
hating
it
,
"
Because
.
.
.
the
things
you
’
ve
permitted
me
to
do
.
.
.
I
didn
’
t
think
you
could
,
not
ever
,
not
even
for
me
.
.
.
but
to
find
that
you
did
,
and
more
:
that
you
had
permitted
another
man
,
had
wanted
him
to
,
had
—
"
"
Do
you
understand
what
you
’
re
saying
?
That
you
’
ve
never
accepted
my
wanting
you
,
either
—
you
’
ve
never
accepted
that
I
should
want
you
,
just
as
I
should
have
wanted
him
,
once
.
"
He
said
,
his
voice
low
,
"
That
’
s
true
.
"
She
tore
herself
away
from
him
with
a
brusque
,
twisting
movement
,
she
stood
up
,
but
she
stood
looking
down
at
him
with
a
faint
smile
,
and
she
said
softly
,
"
Do
you
know
your
only
real
guilt
?
With
the
greatest
capacity
for
it
,
you
’
ve
never
learned
to
enjoy
yourself
.
You
’
ve
always
rejected
your
own
pleasure
too
easily
.
You
’
ve
been
willing
to
bear
too
much
.
"
"
He
said
that
,
too
.
"
"
Who
?
"
"
Francisco
d
’
Anconia
.
