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"
And
you
’
re
not
worried
?
"
"
Darling
,
why
should
I
be
worried
?
The
only
time
I
ever
felt
badly
was
when
I
felt
like
a
whore
in
Milan
and
that
only
lasted
seven
minutes
and
besides
it
was
the
room
furnishings
.
Don
’
t
I
make
you
a
good
wife
?
"
"
You
’
re
a
lovely
wife
.
"
"
Then
don
’
t
be
too
technical
,
darling
.
I
’
ll
marry
you
as
soon
as
I
’
m
thin
again
.
"
"
All
right
.
"
"
Do
you
think
I
ought
to
drink
another
beer
?
The
doctor
said
I
was
rather
narrow
in
the
hips
and
it
’
s
all
for
the
best
if
we
keep
young
Catherine
small
.
"
"
What
else
did
he
say
?
"
I
was
worried
.
"
Nothing
.
I
have
a
wonderful
blood
-
pressure
,
darling
.
He
admired
my
blood
-
pressure
greatly
.
"
"
What
did
he
say
about
you
being
too
narrow
in
the
hips
?
"
"
Nothing
.
Nothing
at
all
.
He
said
I
shouldn
’
t
ski
.
"
