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"
It
seems
to
me
you
limp
.
"
"
Yes
;
perhaps
I
do
--
just
a
little
--
only
just
a
little
,
for
that
matter
.
"
"
Last
time
you
had
a
sore
finger
,
now
you
have
got
a
sore
foot
;
it
is
awful
the
number
of
afflictions
you
have
.
"
"
Ah
,
yes
.
I
was
run
over
slightly
,
a
few
days
ago
.
"
"
Run
over
!
Tipsy
again
?
Why
,
good
heavens
!
what
a
life
you
lead
,
young
man
!
"
and
she
threatened
me
with
her
forefinger
,
and
tried
to
appear
grave
.
"
Well
,
let
us
sit
down
,
then
;
no
,
not
down
there
by
the
door
;
you
are
far
too
reserved
!
Come
here
--
you
there
,
and
I
here
--
so
,
that
's
it
...
ugh
,
it
's
such
a
bore
with
reticent
people
!
One
has
to
say
and
do
everything
oneself
;
one
gets
no
help
to
do
anything
.
Now
,
for
example
,
you
might
just
as
well
put
your
arm
over
the
back
of
my
chair
;
you
could
easily
have
thought
of
that
much
out
of
your
own
head
,
could
n't
you
?
But
if
I
say
anything
like
that
,
you
open
your
eyes
as
wide
as
if
you
could
n't
believe
what
was
being
said
.
Yes
,
it
is
really
true
;
I
have
noticed
it
several
times
;
you
are
doing
it
now
,
too
;
but
you
need
n't
try
to
persuade
me
that
you
are
always
so
modest
;
it
is
only
when
you
do
n't
dare
to
be
otherwise
than
quiet
.
You
were
daring
enough
the
day
you
were
tipsy
--
when
you
followed
me
straight
home
and
worried
me
with
your
witticisms
.
'
You
are
losing
your
book
,
madam
;
you
are
quite
certainly
losing
your
book
,
madam
!
'
Ha
,
ha
,
ha
!
it
was
really
shameless
of
you
.
"
I
sat
dejectedly
and
looked
at
her
;
my
heart
beat
violently
,
my
blood
raced
quickly
through
my
veins
,
there
was
a
singular
sense
of
enjoyment
in
it
!
"
Why
do
n't
you
say
something
?
"
"
What
a
darling
you
are
,
"
I
cried
.
"
I
am
simply
sitting
here
getting
thoroughly
fascinated
by
you
--
here
this
very
moment
thoroughly
fascinated
...
.
There
is
no
help
for
it
...
.
You
are
the
most
extraordinary
creature
that
...
sometimes
your
eyes
gleam
so
,
that
I
never
saw
their
match
;
they
look
like
flowers
...
eh
?
No
,
well
,
no
,
perhaps
,
not
like
flowers
,
either
,
but
...
I
am
so
desperately
in
love
with
you
,
and
it
is
so
preposterous
...
for
,
great
Scott
!
there
is
naturally
not
an
atom
of
a
chance
for
me
...
.
What
is
your
name
?
Now
,
you
really
must
tell
me
what
you
are
called
.
"
