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I
pressed
her
hand
,
"
Dear
Catherine
.
"
"
It
sounds
very
funny
now
—
Catherine
.
You
don
’
t
pronounce
it
very
much
alike
.
But
you
’
re
very
nice
.
You
’
re
a
very
good
boy
.
"
"
That
’
s
what
the
priest
said
.
"
"
Yes
,
you
’
re
very
good
.
And
you
will
come
and
see
me
?
"
"
Of
course
.
"
"
And
you
don
’
t
have
to
say
you
love
me
.
That
’
s
all
over
for
a
while
.
"
She
stood
up
and
put
out
her
hand
.
"
Good
-
night
.
"
I
wanted
to
kiss
her
.
"
No
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
’
m
awfully
tired
.
"
"
Kiss
me
,
though
,
"
I
said
.
"
I
’
m
awfully
tired
,
darling
.
"
