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"
Wouldn
’
t
you
like
a
drink
?
We
could
have
one
out
here
and
see
the
horses
.
"
"
I
’
ll
get
them
,
"
I
said
.
"
The
boy
will
bring
them
,
"
Catherine
said
.
She
put
her
hand
up
and
the
boy
came
out
from
the
Pagoda
bar
beside
the
stables
.
We
sat
down
at
a
round
iron
table
.
"
Don
’
t
you
like
it
better
when
we
’
re
alone
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
I
said
.
"
I
felt
very
lonely
when
they
were
all
there
.
"
"
It
’
s
grand
here
,
"
I
said
.
"
Yes
.
It
’
s
really
a
pretty
course
.
"
"
It
’
s
nice
.
"
"
Don
’
t
let
me
spoil
your
fun
,
darling
.
I
’
ll
go
back
whenever
you
want
.
"
