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’
You
’
ll
regret
it
,
’
she
said
,
’
I
shan
’
t
,
’
cried
Connie
,
flushed
red
.
’
He
’
s
quite
the
exception
.
I
really
love
him
.
He
’
s
lovely
as
a
lover
.
’
Hilda
still
pondered
.
’
You
’
ll
get
over
him
quite
soon
,
’
she
said
,
’
and
live
to
be
ashamed
of
yourself
because
of
him
.
’
’
I
shan
’
t
!
I
hope
I
’
m
going
to
have
a
child
of
his
.
’
’
Connie
!
’
said
Hilda
,
hard
as
a
hammer
-
stroke
,
and
pale
with
anger
.
’
I
shall
if
I
possibly
can
.
I
should
be
fearfully
proud
if
I
had
a
child
by
him
.
’
It
was
no
use
talking
to
her
.
Hilda
pondered
.
’
And
doesn
’
t
Clifford
suspect
?
’
she
said
.
’
Oh
no
!
Why
should
he
?
’
