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"
Let
’
s
celebrate
.
Let
’
s
go
out
in
the
country
.
"
I
let
her
carry
me
away
.
She
wouldn
’
t
take
it
seriously
,
and
I
was
too
much
of
a
coward
to
stop
and
think
why
I
was
secretly
hurt
by
her
refusing
to
take
it
seriously
.
So
we
went
out
into
the
country
,
and
when
we
came
back
we
went
to
see
a
film
and
later
went
dancing
in
Soho
;
and
still
she
wouldn
’
t
take
it
seriously
.
But
then
,
late
,
after
love
,
we
couldn
’
t
sleep
,
and
we
had
to
take
it
seriously
.
"
Alison
,
what
am
I
going
to
do
tomorrow
?
"
"
You
’
re
going
to
accept
.
"
"
Do
you
want
me
to
accept
?
"
"
Not
all
over
again
.
"
We
were
lying
on
our
backs
,
and
I
could
see
her
eyes
were
open
.
Somewhere
down
below
little
leaves
in
front
of
a
lamppost
cast
nervous
shadows
across
our
ceiling
.
"
If
I
say
what
I
feel
about
you
,
will
you
…
"
"
I
know
what
you
feel
.
"
And
it
was
there
:
an
accusing
silence
.
