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“
No
!
”
cried
Freckles
.
“
No
!
I
don
’
t
remember
anything
of
the
kind
!
”
But
all
the
songbirds
of
his
soul
burst
into
melody
over
that
one
little
clause
:
“
When
you
hadn
’
t
asked
her
.
”
“
But
you
will
,
”
said
the
Angel
.
“
You
may
live
to
be
an
old
,
old
man
,
and
then
you
will
.
”
“
I
will
not
!
”
cried
Freckles
.
“
How
can
you
think
it
,
Angel
?
”
“
You
won
’
t
even
LOOK
as
if
you
remember
?
”
“
I
will
not
!
”
persisted
Freckles
.
“
I
’
ll
be
swearing
to
it
if
you
want
me
to
.
If
you
wasn
’
t
too
tired
to
think
this
thing
out
straight
,
you
’
d
be
seeing
that
I
couldn
’
t
—
that
I
just
simply
couldn
’
t
!
I
’
d
rather
give
it
all
up
now
and
go
into
eternity
alone
,
without
ever
seeing
a
soul
of
me
same
blood
,
or
me
home
,
or
hearing
another
man
call
me
by
the
name
I
was
born
to
,
than
to
remember
anything
that
would
be
hurting
you
,
Angel
.
I
should
think
you
’
d
be
understanding
that
it
ain
’
t
no
ways
possible
for
me
to
do
it
.
”
The
Angel
’
s
tear
-
stained
face
flashed
into
dazzling
beauty
.
A
half
-
hysterical
little
laugh
broke
from
her
heart
and
bubbled
over
her
lips
.
“
Oh
,
Freckles
,
forgive
me
!
”
she
cried
.
“
I
’
ve
been
through
so
much
that
I
’
m
scarcely
myself
,
or
I
wouldn
’
t
be
here
bothering
you
when
you
should
be
sleeping
.
Of
course
you
couldn
’
t
!
I
knew
it
all
the
time
!
I
was
just
scared
!
I
was
forgetting
that
you
were
you
!
You
’
re
too
good
a
knight
to
remember
a
thing
like
that
.
Of
course
you
are
!
And
when
you
don
’
t
remember
,
why
,
then
it
’
s
the
same
as
if
it
never
happened
.
I
was
almost
killed
because
I
’
d
gone
and
spoiled
everything
,
but
now
it
will
be
all
right
.
Now
you
can
go
on
and
do
things
like
other
men
,
and
I
can
have
some
flowers
,
and
letters
,
and
my
sweetheart
coming
,
and
when
you
are
SURE
,
why
,
then
YOU
can
tell
ME
things
,
can
’
t
you
?
Oh
,
Freckles
,
I
’
m
so
glad
!
Oh
,
I
’
m
so
happy
!
It
’
s
dear
of
you
not
to
remember
,
Freckles
;
perfectly
dear
!
It
’
s
no
wonder
I
love
you
so
.
The
wonder
would
be
if
I
did
not
.
Oh
,
I
should
like
to
know
how
I
’
m
ever
going
to
make
you
understand
how
much
I
love
you
!
”
Pillow
and
all
,
she
caught
him
to
her
breast
one
long
second
;
then
she
was
gone
.
