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That
shut
her
up
a
bit
.
She
started
drawing
again
.
After
a
bit
she
said
,
"
You
haven
’
t
got
me
here
because
you
find
me
sexually
attractive
.
"
I
find
you
very
attractive
,
I
said
.
The
most
.
"
You
’
re
just
like
a
Chinese
box
,
"
she
said
.
Then
she
went
on
drawing
and
we
didn
’
t
say
any
more
.
I
tried
to
,
but
she
said
it
spoilt
the
pose
.
I
know
what
some
would
think
,
they
would
think
my
behaviour
peculiar
.
I
know
most
men
would
only
have
thought
of
taking
an
unfair
advantage
and
there
were
plenty
of
opportunities
.
I
could
have
used
the
pad
.
Done
what
I
liked
,
but
I
am
not
that
sort
,
definitely
not
that
sort
at
all
.
She
was
like
some
caterpillar
that
takes
three
months
to
feed
up
trying
to
do
it
in
a
few
days
.
I
knew
nothing
good
would
come
of
it
,
she
was
always
in
such
a
hurry
.
People
today
always
want
to
get
things
,
they
no
sooner
think
of
it
they
want
to
get
it
in
their
hands
,
but
I
am
different
,
old
-
fashioned
,
I
enjoy
thinking
about
the
future
and
letting
things
develop
all
in
good
time
.
Easy
does
it
,
as
Uncle
Dick
used
to
say
when
he
was
into
a
big
one
.
What
she
never
understood
was
that
with
me
it
was
having
.
Having
her
was
enough
.
Nothing
needed
doing
.
I
just
wanted
to
have
her
,
and
safe
at
last
.
Two
or
three
days
passed
.
She
never
said
much
,
but
then
one
day
after
lunch
she
said
,
"
I
’
m
a
prisoner
for
life
,
aren
’
t
I
.
"
I
could
tell
she
was
just
talking
,
so
I
said
nothing
.
"
Hadn
’
t
we
better
start
being
friends
again
?
"
