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I
suppose
I
get
a
carpenter
in
,
and
the
decorators
and
all
.
She
sighed
then
,
she
began
to
get
the
message
.
"
Don
’
t
be
like
this
.
Please
don
’
t
be
like
this
.
"
She
gave
me
a
funny
look
.
"
All
this
sarcasm
.
I
didn
’
t
mean
to
hurt
you
.
"
It
was
no
good
,
she
had
killed
all
the
romance
,
she
had
made
herself
like
any
other
woman
,
I
didn
’
t
respect
her
any
more
,
there
was
nothing
left
to
respect
.
I
knew
her
lark
,
no
sooner
she
was
up
out
of
the
room
she
was
as
good
as
gone
.
Still
,
what
I
thought
was
I
didn
’
t
want
the
no
-
eating
business
again
,
so
it
was
best
to
play
for
time
.
How
soon
,
I
said
.
"
You
could
keep
me
in
one
of
the
bedrooms
.
It
could
be
all
barred
and
boarded
up
.
I
could
sleep
there
.
Then
perhaps
you
’
d
tie
me
up
and
gag
me
and
let
me
sit
sometimes
near
an
open
window
.
That
’
s
all
I
ask
.
"
That
’
s
all
,
I
said
.
What
are
people
going
to
think
with
boarded
-
up
windows
all
over
the
place
?
"
I
’
d
rather
starve
to
death
than
stay
down
here
.
Keep
me
in
chains
upstairs
.
Anything
.
But
let
me
have
some
fresh
air
and
daylight
.
"
I
’
ll
think
about
it
,
I
said
.
