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"
I
am
not
acting
.
"
Oh
,
no
.
You
never
acted
in
your
life
,
I
said
.
Of
course
not
.
"
Oh
,
God
you
’
re
not
a
man
,
if
only
you
were
a
man
.
"
Say
that
again
,
I
said
.
I
had
had
some
more
champagne
with
my
supper
,
there
was
a
shop
I
found
in
Lewes
with
half
-
bottles
,
so
I
was
not
in
the
mood
for
her
silliness
.
"
I
said
you
are
not
a
man
.
"
All
right
,
I
said
.
Get
out
of
bed
.
Go
on
,
get
up
.
From
now
on
I
give
the
orders
.
I
had
had
enough
,
most
men
would
have
had
it
long
before
.
I
went
and
pulled
the
bedclothes
off
her
and
got
hold
of
her
arm
to
pull
her
up
and
she
started
to
fight
,
scratching
at
my
face
.
I
said
,
all
right
,
I
’
m
going
to
teach
you
a
lesson
.
I
had
the
cords
in
my
pocket
and
after
a
bit
of
a
struggle
I
got
them
on
her
and
then
the
gag
,
it
was
her
own
fault
if
they
were
tight
,
I
got
her
on
a
short
rope
tied
to
the
bed
and
then
I
went
and
fetched
the
camera
and
flash
equipment
.
She
struggled
of
course
,
she
shook
her
head
,
she
looked
daggers
with
her
eyes
,
as
they
say
,
she
even
tried
to
go
all
soft
,
but
I
kept
at
her
.
I
got
her
garments
off
and
at
first
she
wouldn
’
t
do
as
I
said
but
in
the
end
she
lay
and
stood
like
I
ordered
(
I
refused
to
take
if
she
did
not
co
-
operate
)
.
So
I
got
my
pictures
.
I
took
her
till
I
had
no
more
bulbs
left
.
