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She
looked
down
at
the
grass
.
"
This
is
a
rotten
game
we
play
,
isn
’
t
it
?
"
"
What
game
?
"
"
Don
’
t
be
dull
.
"
"
I
’
m
not
,
on
purpose
.
"
"
You
’
re
a
nice
boy
,
"
she
said
.
"
And
you
play
it
as
well
as
you
know
how
.
But
it
’
s
a
rotten
game
.
"
"
Do
you
always
know
what
people
think
?
"
"
Not
always
.
But
I
do
with
you
.
You
don
’
t
have
to
pretend
you
love
me
.
That
’
s
over
for
the
evening
.
Is
there
anything
you
’
d
like
to
talk
about
?
"
"
But
I
do
love
you
.
"
"
Please
let
’
s
not
lie
when
we
don
’
t
have
to
.
I
had
a
very
fine
little
show
and
I
’
m
all
right
now
.
You
see
I
’
m
not
mad
and
I
’
m
not
gone
off
.
It
’
s
only
a
little
sometimes
.
"
