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You
wouldn
’
t
believe
me
if
I
told
you
I
was
very
happy
,
would
you
,
I
said
.
Of
course
she
couldn
’
t
answer
.
Because
you
think
I
don
’
t
feel
anything
properly
,
you
don
’
t
know
I
have
deep
feelings
but
I
can
’
t
express
them
like
you
can
,
I
said
.
Just
because
you
can
’
t
express
your
feelings
it
doesn
’
t
mean
they
’
re
not
deep
.
All
the
time
we
were
walking
on
under
the
dark
branches
.
All
I
’
m
asking
,
I
said
,
is
that
you
understand
how
much
I
love
you
,
how
much
I
need
you
,
how
deep
it
is
.
It
’
s
an
effort
,
I
said
,
sometimes
.
I
didn
’
t
like
to
boast
,
but
I
meant
her
to
think
for
a
moment
of
what
other
men
might
have
done
,
if
they
’
d
had
her
in
their
power
.
We
’
d
come
to
the
lawn
on
the
other
side
again
,
and
then
to
the
house
.
A
car
sounded
and
grew
close
and
went
on
down
the
lane
beyond
the
house
.
I
had
a
tight
hold
on
her
.
We
came
to
the
cellar
door
.
I
said
,
do
you
want
to
go
round
again
?
To
my
surprise
,
she
shook
her
head
.
Naturally
I
took
her
back
down
.
When
I
got
the
gag
and
cords
off
she
said
,
"
I
’
d
like
some
tea
.
Please
go
and
make
some
.
Lock
the
door
.
I
’
ll
stay
here
.
"
I
made
the
tea
.
As
soon
as
I
took
it
in
and
poured
it
,
she
spoke
.
