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’
For
me
to
go
to
Venice
and
arrange
things
.
’
A
little
smile
,
half
a
grin
,
flickered
on
his
face
.
’
I
don
’
t
make
it
difficult
,
’
he
said
.
’
I
only
want
to
find
out
just
what
you
are
after
.
But
you
don
’
t
really
know
yourself
.
You
want
to
take
time
:
get
away
and
look
at
it
.
I
don
’
t
blame
you
.
I
think
you
’
re
wise
.
You
may
prefer
to
stay
mistress
of
Wragby
.
I
don
’
t
blame
you
.
I
’
ve
no
Wragbys
to
offer
.
In
fact
,
you
know
what
you
’
ll
get
out
of
me
.
No
,
no
,
I
think
you
’
re
right
!
I
really
do
!
And
I
’
m
not
keen
on
coming
to
live
on
you
,
being
kept
by
you
.
There
’
s
that
too
.
’
She
felt
somehow
as
if
he
were
giving
her
tit
for
tat
.
’
But
you
want
me
,
don
’
t
you
?
’
she
asked
.
’
Do
you
want
me
?
’
’
You
know
I
do
.
That
’
s
evident
.
’
’
Quite
!
And
when
do
you
want
me
?
’
’
You
know
we
can
arrange
it
all
when
I
come
back
.
Now
I
’
m
out
of
breath
with
you
.
I
must
get
calm
and
clear
.
’
