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"
Look
,
Ferdinand
,
I
don
’
t
know
what
you
see
in
me
.
I
don
’
t
know
why
you
’
re
in
love
with
me
.
Perhaps
I
could
fall
in
love
with
you
somewhere
else
.
I
.
.
.
"
she
didn
’
t
seem
to
know
what
to
say
,
which
was
unusual
"
.
.
.
I
do
like
gentle
,
kind
men
.
But
I
couldn
’
t
possibly
fall
in
love
with
you
in
this
room
,
I
couldn
’
t
fall
in
love
with
anyone
here
.
Ever
.
"
I
answered
,
I
just
want
to
get
to
know
you
.
All
the
time
she
was
sitting
on
the
chest
of
drawers
,
watching
me
to
see
what
effect
the
things
she
said
had
.
So
I
was
suspicious
.
I
knew
it
was
a
test
.
"
But
you
can
’
t
kidnap
people
just
to
get
to
know
them
!
"
I
want
to
know
you
very
much
.
I
wouldn
’
t
have
a
chance
in
London
.
I
’
m
not
clever
and
all
that
.
Not
your
class
.
You
wouldn
’
t
be
seen
dead
with
me
in
London
.
"
That
’
s
not
fair
.
I
’
m
not
a
snob
.
I
hate
snobs
.
I
don
’
t
pre
-
judge
people
.
"
I
’
m
not
blaming
you
,
I
said
.
"
I
hate
snobbism
.
"
She
was
quite
violent
.
She
had
a
way
of
saying
some
words
very
strong
,
very
emphatic
.
"
Some
of
my
best
friends
in
London
are
—
well
,
what
some
people
call
working
class
.
In
origin
.
We
just
don
’
t
think
about
it
.
"
Like
Peter
Catesby
,
I
said
.
(
That
was
the
young
man
with
the
sports
car
’
s
name
.
)
"
Him
!
I
haven
’
t
seen
him
for
months
.
He
’
s
just
a
middle
-
class
suburban
oaf
.
"
