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"
That
’
s
what
I
’
m
going
to
do
.
"
"
Come
over
here
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
want
to
feel
the
bump
on
your
head
.
It
’
s
a
big
bump
.
"
She
ran
her
finger
over
it
.
"
Darling
,
would
you
like
to
grow
a
beard
?
"
"
Would
you
like
me
to
?
"
"
It
might
be
fun
.
I
’
d
like
to
see
you
with
a
beard
.
"
"
All
right
.
I
’
ll
grow
one
.
I
’
ll
start
now
this
minute
.
It
’
s
a
good
idea
.
It
will
give
me
something
to
do
.
"
"
Are
you
worried
because
you
haven
’
t
anything
to
do
?
"
"
No
.
I
like
it
.
I
have
a
fine
life
.
Don
’
t
you
?
"
"
I
have
a
lovely
life
.
But
I
was
afraid
because
I
’
m
big
now
that
maybe
I
was
a
bore
to
you
.
"
"
Oh
,
Cat
.
You
don
’
t
know
how
crazy
I
am
about
you
.
"
"
This
way
?
"
