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"
You
are
.
You
’
re
worse
than
sneaky
.
You
’
re
like
a
snake
.
A
snake
with
an
Italian
uniform
:
with
a
cape
around
your
neck
.
"
"
I
haven
’
t
got
an
Italian
uniform
now
.
"
"
That
’
s
just
another
example
of
your
sneakiness
.
You
had
a
love
affair
all
summer
and
got
this
girl
with
child
and
now
I
suppose
you
’
ll
sneak
off
.
"
I
smiled
at
Catherine
and
she
smiled
at
me
.
"
We
’
ll
both
sneak
off
,
"
she
said
.
"
You
’
re
two
of
the
same
thing
,
"
Ferguson
said
.
"
I
’
m
ashamed
of
you
,
Catherine
Barkley
.
You
have
no
shame
and
no
honor
and
you
’
re
as
sneaky
as
he
is
.
"
"
Don
’
t
,
Fergy
,
"
Catherine
said
and
patted
her
hand
.
"
Don
’
t
denounce
me
.
You
know
we
like
each
other
.
"
"
Take
your
hand
away
,
"
Ferguson
said
.
Her
face
was
red
.
"
If
you
had
any
shame
it
would
be
different
.
But
you
’
re
God
knows
how
many
months
gone
with
child
and
you
think
it
’
s
a
joke
and
are
all
smiles
because
your
seducer
’
s
come
back
.
You
’
ve
no
shame
and
no
feelings
.
"
She
began
to
cry
.
Catherine
went
over
and
put
her
arm
around
her
.
As
she
stood
comforting
Ferguson
,
I
could
see
no
change
in
her
figure
.
"
I
don
’
t
care
,
"
Ferguson
sobbed
.
"
I
think
it
’
s
dreadful
.
"
"
There
,
there
,
Fergy
,
"
Catherine
comforted
her
.
"
I
’
ll
be
ashamed
.
Don
’
t
cry
,
Fergy
.
Don
’
t
cry
,
old
Fergy
.
"
