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She
took
the
plaster
and
lint
off
,
very
gentle
,
I
felt
her
wince
when
she
saw
it
,
it
wasn
’
t
very
pretty
,
but
she
washed
it
very
softly
and
put
the
lint
on
again
.
Thanks
very
much
,
I
said
.
"
I
’
m
sorry
I
did
.
.
.
what
I
did
.
And
I
should
like
to
thank
you
for
not
retaliating
.
You
had
every
right
to
.
"
It
’
s
not
easy
when
you
’
ve
been
like
you
’
ve
been
.
"
I
don
’
t
want
to
talk
about
anything
.
Just
to
say
I
’
m
sorry
.
"
I
accept
your
apologies
.
"
Thank
you
.
"
It
was
all
formal
,
she
turned
away
to
have
her
breakfast
,
and
I
waited
outside
.
When
I
knocked
on
the
door
to
see
if
I
could
clear
away
,
she
was
dressed
and
the
bed
properly
made
,
I
asked
if
she
wanted
anything
but
she
didn
’
t
.
She
said
I
was
to
get
TCP
ointment
for
myself
,
and
she
handed
me
the
tray
with
just
the
ghost
of
a
smile
.
It
doesn
’
t
seem
much
,
but
it
marked
a
big
change
.
It
almost
seemed
to
make
the
head
worth
it
.
I
was
really
happy
that
morning
.
Like
the
sun
was
coming
out
again
.
After
that
for
two
or
three
days
we
were
neither
one
thing
nor
the
other
.
She
didn
’
t
say
much
,
but
she
wasn
’
t
bitter
or
cutting
at
all
.
Then
one
day
after
breakfast
she
asked
me
to
sit
down
as
I
used
to
in
the
beginning
so
she
could
draw
me
.
It
was
just
to
give
herself
an
excuse
to
talk
.
