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Then
suddenly
she
was
kneeling
in
front
of
me
,
with
her
hands
up
high
,
touching
the
top
of
her
head
,
being
all
oriental
.
She
did
it
three
times
.
"
Will
the
mysterious
great
master
accept
apologies
of
very
humble
slave
?
"
I
’
ll
think
about
it
,
I
said
.
"
Humble
slave
very
solly
for
unkind
letter
.
"
I
had
to
laugh
;
she
could
act
anything
.
She
stayed
there
kneeling
with
her
hands
on
the
floor
beside
her
,
more
serious
,
giving
me
the
look
.
"
Will
you
send
the
letter
,
then
?
"
I
made
her
ask
again
,
but
then
I
gave
in
.
It
was
nearly
the
big
mistake
of
my
life
.
The
next
day
I
drove
up
to
London
.
I
told
her
I
was
going
there
,
like
a
fool
,
and
she
gave
me
a
list
of
things
to
buy
.
There
was
a
lot
.
(
I
knew
later
to
keep
me
busy
.
)
I
had
to
buy
special
foreign
cheese
and
go
to
some
place
in
Soho
where
they
had
German
sausages
she
liked
,
and
there
were
some
records
,
and
clothes
,
and
other
things
.
She
wanted
pictures
by
some
artist
,
it
had
to
be
just
this
one
name
.
I
was
really
happy
that
day
,
not
a
cloud
in
the
sky
.
I
thought
she
had
forgotten
about
the
four
weeks
,
well
not
forgotten
,
but
accepted
I
would
want
more
.
Talk
about
a
dream
-
world
.
I
didn
’
t
get
back
till
tea
-
time
and
of
course
went
down
straight
to
see
her
,
but
I
knew
at
once
something
was
wrong
.
She
didn
’
t
look
at
all
pleased
to
see
me
and
she
didn
’
t
even
look
at
all
the
things
I
’
d
bought
.
