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Because
she
was
the
stronger
of
the
two
she
was
beginning
to
get
the
better
of
him
.
The
truth
was
that
he
had
never
had
a
fight
with
anyone
like
himself
in
his
life
and
,
upon
the
whole
,
it
was
rather
good
for
him
,
though
neither
he
nor
Mary
knew
anything
about
that
.
He
turned
his
head
on
his
pillow
and
shut
his
eyes
and
a
big
tear
was
squeezed
out
and
ran
down
his
cheek
.
He
was
beginning
to
feel
pathetic
and
sorry
for
himself
—
not
for
anyone
else
.
“
I
’
m
not
as
selfish
as
you
,
because
I
’
m
always
ill
,
and
I
’
m
sure
there
is
a
lump
coming
on
my
back
,
”
he
said
.
“
And
I
am
going
to
die
besides
.
”
“
You
’
re
not
!
”
contradicted
Mary
unsympathetically
.
He
opened
his
eyes
quite
wide
with
indignation
.
He
had
never
heard
such
a
thing
said
before
.
He
was
at
once
furious
and
slightly
pleased
,
if
a
person
could
be
both
at
one
time
.
“
I
’
m
not
?
”
he
cried
.
“
I
am
!
You
know
I
am
!
Everybody
says
so
.
”
“
I
don
’
t
believe
it
!
”
said
Mary
sourly
.
“
You
just
say
that
to
make
people
sorry
.
I
believe
you
’
re
proud
of
it
.
I
don
’
t
believe
it
!
If
you
were
a
nice
boy
it
might
be
true
—
but
you
’
re
too
nasty
!
”
In
spite
of
his
invalid
back
Colin
sat
up
in
bed
in
quite
a
healthy
rage
.
“
Get
out
of
the
room
!
”
he
shouted
and
he
caught
hold
of
his
pillow
and
threw
it
at
her
.
He
was
not
strong
enough
to
throw
it
far
and
it
only
fell
at
her
feet
,
but
Mary
’
s
face
looked
as
pinched
as
a
nutcracker
.
“
I
’
m
going
,
”
she
said
.
“
And
I
won
’
t
come
back
!
”
