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Well
,
she
did
,
so
I
untied
her
hands
.
She
rubbed
them
a
bit
,
just
to
get
at
me
,
I
suppose
,
then
went
in
the
bathroom
.
All
went
off
without
trouble
,
I
heard
her
have
her
bath
,
splashing
etcetera
,
quite
natural
,
but
I
got
a
shock
when
she
came
out
.
She
hadn
’
t
got
the
gag
on
.
That
was
one
shock
.
The
other
was
the
way
she
was
changed
with
the
new
clothes
and
her
hair
washed
,
it
hung
all
wet
and
loose
on
her
shoulders
.
It
seemed
to
make
her
softer
,
even
younger
;
not
that
she
was
ever
hard
or
ugly
.
I
must
have
looked
stupid
,
looking
angry
because
of
the
gag
,
and
then
not
being
able
to
be
it
because
she
looked
so
lovely
.
She
spoke
very
quick
.
"
Look
,
it
began
to
hurt
horribly
.
I
’
ve
given
you
my
word
.
I
give
it
to
you
again
.
You
can
put
this
back
on
if
you
like
—
here
.
But
I
would
have
screamed
by
now
if
I
’
d
wanted
to
.
"
She
handed
me
the
gag
and
there
was
something
in
her
look
,
I
couldn
’
t
put
it
on
again
.
I
said
,
the
hands
will
do
.
She
had
on
her
green
tunic
,
but
with
one
of
the
shirts
I
bought
and
I
guessed
she
had
on
the
new
underclothes
underneath
.
I
did
up
her
hands
behind
her
back
.
I
’
m
sorry
I
’
m
so
suspicious
,
I
said
.
It
’
s
just
that
you
’
re
all
I
’
ve
got
that
makes
life
worth
living
.
It
was
the
wrong
moment
to
say
a
thing
like
that
,
I
know
,
but
having
her
standing
there
like
that
,
it
was
too
much
.
I
said
,
if
you
went
,
I
think
I
’
d
do
myself
in
.
"
You
need
a
doctor
.
"
I
just
made
a
noise
.
