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“
Yes
—
I
am
well
,
”
she
faltered
.
“
No
,
you
’
re
not
,
”
he
declared
.
“
I
know
better
.
You
are
coming
back
to
Quien
Sabe
with
me
.
This
place
don
’
t
agree
with
you
.
Hilma
,
what
’
s
all
the
matter
?
Why
haven
’
t
you
let
me
see
you
all
this
time
?
Do
you
know
—
how
things
are
with
me
?
Your
mother
told
you
,
didn
’
t
she
?
Do
you
know
how
sorry
I
am
?
Do
you
know
that
I
see
now
that
I
made
the
mistake
of
my
life
there
,
that
time
,
under
the
Long
Trestle
?
I
found
it
out
the
night
after
you
went
away
.
I
sat
all
night
on
a
stone
out
on
the
ranch
somewhere
and
I
don
’
t
know
exactly
what
happened
,
but
I
’
ve
been
a
different
man
since
then
.
I
see
things
all
different
now
.
Why
,
I
’
ve
only
begun
to
live
since
then
.
I
know
what
love
means
now
,
and
instead
of
being
ashamed
of
it
,
I
’
m
proud
of
it
.
If
I
never
was
to
see
you
again
I
would
be
glad
I
’
d
lived
through
that
night
,
just
the
same
.
I
just
woke
up
that
night
.
I
’
d
been
absolutely
and
completely
selfish
up
to
the
moment
I
realised
I
really
loved
you
,
and
now
,
whether
you
’
ll
let
me
marry
you
or
not
,
I
mean
to
live
—
I
don
’
t
know
,
in
a
different
way
.
I
’
ve
GOT
to
live
different
.
I
—
well
—
oh
,
I
can
’
t
make
you
understand
,
but
just
loving
you
has
changed
my
life
all
around
.
It
’
s
made
it
easier
to
do
the
straight
,
clean
thing
.
I
want
to
do
it
,
it
’
s
fun
doing
it
.
Remember
,
once
I
said
I
was
proud
of
being
a
hard
man
,
a
driver
,
of
being
glad
that
people
hated
me
and
were
afraid
of
me
?
Well
,
since
I
’
ve
loved
you
I
’
m
ashamed
of
it
all
.
I
don
’
t
want
to
be
hard
any
more
,
and
nobody
is
going
to
hate
me
if
I
can
help
it
.
I
’
m
happy
and
I
want
other
people
so
.
I
love
you
,
”
he
suddenly
exclaimed
;
“
I
love
you
,
and
if
you
will
forgive
me
,
and
if
you
will
come
down
to
such
a
beast
as
I
am
,
I
want
to
be
to
you
the
best
a
man
can
be
to
a
woman
,
Hilma
.
Do
you
understand
,
little
girl
?
I
want
to
be
your
husband
.
”
Hilma
looked
at
the
goldfishes
through
her
tears
.
“
Have
you
got
anything
to
say
to
me
,
Hilma
?
”
he
asked
,
after
a
while
.
“
I
don
’
t
know
what
you
want
me
to
say
,
”
she
murmured
.
“
Yes
,
you
do
,
”
he
insisted
.
“
I
’
ve
followed
you
’
way
up
here
to
hear
it
.
I
’
ve
waited
around
in
these
beastly
,
draughty
picnic
grounds
for
over
a
week
to
hear
it
.
You
know
what
I
want
to
hear
,
Hilma
.
”
“
Well
—
I
forgive
you
,
”
she
hazarded
.
“
That
will
do
for
a
starter
,
”
he
answered
.
“
But
that
’
s
not
IT
.
”
