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"
She
never
liked
you
,
"
Gage
said
.
"
What
’
s
it
about
?
"
"
She
says
I
’
ve
drunk
myself
into
jaundice
so
as
not
to
go
back
to
the
front
.
"
"
Pooh
,
"
said
Gage
.
"
I
’
ll
swear
you
’
ve
never
taken
a
drink
.
Everybody
will
swear
you
’
ve
never
taken
a
drink
.
"
"
She
found
the
bottles
.
"
"
I
’
ve
told
you
a
hundred
times
to
clear
out
those
bottles
.
Where
are
they
now
?
"
"
In
the
armoire
.
"
"
Have
you
a
suitcase
?
"
"
No
.
Put
them
in
that
rucksack
.
"
Miss
Gage
packed
the
bottles
in
the
rucksack
.
"
I
’
ll
give
them
to
the
porter
,
"
she
said
.
She
started
for
the
door
.
"
Just
a
minute
,
"
Miss
Van
Campen
said
.
"
I
’
ll
take
those
bottles
.
"
She
had
the
porter
with
her
.
"
Carry
them
,
please
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
want
to
show
them
to
the
doctor
when
I
make
my
report
.
"
