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"
No
.
I
feel
cheerful
.
And
you
’
re
pretty
wonderful
.
"
"
No
I
’
m
not
.
But
I
’
ll
fix
everything
to
be
together
if
you
pick
out
a
place
for
us
to
go
.
It
ought
to
be
lovely
in
October
.
We
’
ll
have
a
lovely
time
,
darling
,
and
I
’
ll
write
you
every
day
while
you
’
re
at
the
front
.
"
"
Where
will
you
be
?
"
"
I
don
’
t
know
yet
.
But
somewhere
splendid
.
I
’
ll
look
after
all
that
.
"
We
were
quiet
awhile
and
did
not
talk
.
Catherine
was
sitting
on
the
bed
and
I
was
looking
at
her
but
we
did
not
touch
each
other
.
We
were
apart
as
when
some
one
comes
into
a
room
and
people
are
self
-
conscious
.
She
put
out
her
hand
and
took
mine
.
"
You
aren
’
t
angry
are
you
,
darling
?
"
"
No
.
"
"
And
you
don
’
t
feel
trapped
?
"
"
Maybe
a
little
.
But
not
by
you
.
"
