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"
I
don
’
t
want
to
think
of
you
.
And
I
couldn
’
t
stand
anyone
else
sitting
where
you
are
,
"
"
Will
you
take
whatever
I
get
for
it
?
It
won
’
t
be
much
.
"
"
My
wages
?
"
"
Don
’
t
be
silly
.
"
"
I
don
’
t
want
anything
.
"
But
I
knew
she
wanted
a
scooter
.
I
could
leave
a
check
with
Towards
a
scooter
on
a
card
,
and
I
thought
she
would
take
that
,
when
I
had
gone
.
It
was
curious
how
quiet
that
last
evening
was
;
as
if
I
had
already
left
,
and
we
were
two
ghosts
talking
to
each
other
.
We
arranged
what
we
should
do
in
the
morning
.
She
didn
’
t
want
to
come
and
see
me
off
at
Victoria
;
we
would
have
breakfast
as
usual
,
she
would
go
,
it
was
cleanest
and
simplest
that
way
.
We
arranged
our
future
.
As
soon
as
she
could
she
would
try
to
get
herself
to
Athens
.
If
that
was
impossible
,
I
might
fly
back
to
England
at
Christmas
.
We
might
meet
halfway
somewhere
—
Rome
,
Germany
.
"
Alice
Springs
,
"
she
said
.
In
the
night
we
lay
awake
,
knowing
each
other
awake
,
yet
afraid
to
talk
.
I
felt
her
hand
feel
out
for
mine
.
We
lay
for
a
while
without
talking
.
Then
she
spoke
.
"
If
I
said
I
’
d
wait
?
"
I
was
silent
.
"
I
think
I
could
wait
.
That
’
s
what
I
mean
.
"
