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"
You
’
ve
been
with
Pete
.
"
"
All
right
.
I
’
ve
been
with
Pete
.
"
She
gave
me
a
furious
dark
look
.
"
So
?
"
"
You
could
have
waited
till
Thursday
.
"
"
Why
should
I
?
"
Then
I
lost
my
temper
.
I
dragged
up
everything
I
could
remember
that
might
hurt
her
.
She
didn
’
t
say
anything
,
but
undressed
and
got
into
bed
,
and
lay
with
her
face
turned
to
the
wall
.
She
began
to
cry
.
In
the
silence
I
kept
remembering
,
with
intense
relief
,
that
I
should
soon
be
free
of
all
this
.
It
was
not
that
I
believed
my
own
vicious
accusations
;
but
I
still
hated
her
for
having
made
me
make
them
.
In
the
end
I
sat
beside
her
and
watched
the
tears
trickle
out
of
her
swollen
eyes
.
"
I
waited
hours
for
you
.
"
"
I
went
to
the
cinema
.
I
haven
’
t
seen
Pete
.
"
"
Why
lie
about
it
?
"
"
Because
you
can
’
t
trust
me
.
As
if
I
’
d
do
that
.
"
