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Didn
’
t
you
realize
?
"
"
Everything
!
"
"
I
never
steal
from
small
shops
.
Only
the
big
stores
.
They
ask
for
it
.
Don
’
t
look
so
shocked
.
"
"
I
’
m
not
.
"
But
I
was
.
I
stood
holding
the
pen
gingerly
.
She
grinned
.
"
It
’
s
just
a
hobby
.
"
"
Six
months
in
Holloway
wouldn
’
t
be
so
funny
.
"
She
had
poured
herself
a
whisky
.
"
Sante
’
.
I
hate
big
stores
.
And
not
just
capitalists
.
Pommy
capitalists
.
Two
birds
with
one
steal
.
Oh
,
come
on
,
sport
,
smile
.
"
She
put
the
pen
in
my
pocket
.
"
There
.
Now
you
’
re
a
cassowary
after
the
crime
.
"
"
I
need
a
Scotch
.
"
Holding
the
bottle
,
I
remembered
she
had
"
bought
"
that
as
well
.
I
looked
at
her
.
She
nodded
.
She
stood
beside
me
as
I
poured
.
"
Nicholas
,
you
know
why
you
take
things
too
seriously
?
Because
you
take
yourself
too
seriously
.
"
She
gave
me
an
odd
little
smile
,
half
tender
,
half
mocking
,
and
went
away
to
peel
potatoes
.
And
I
knew
that
in
some
obscure
way
I
had
offended
her
;
and
myself
.
