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"
I
told
you
once
before
.
Because
you
love
her
.
"
"
Not
in
that
way
!
She
's
the
child
I
can
never
have
,
the
rose
of
my
life
.
Meggie
is
an
idea
,
Mary
,
an
idea
!
"
But
the
old
woman
sneered
.
"
I
do
n't
want
to
talk
about
your
precious
Meggie
!
I
shall
never
see
you
again
,
so
I
do
n't
want
to
waste
my
time
with
you
talking
about
her
.
The
letter
.
I
want
you
to
swear
on
your
vows
as
a
priest
that
you
do
n't
open
it
until
you
've
seen
my
dead
body
for
yourself
,
but
then
that
you
open
it
immediately
,
before
you
bury
me
.
Swear
!
"
"
There
's
no
need
to
swear
,
Mary
.
I
'll
do
as
you
ask
.
"
"
Swear
to
me
or
I
'll
take
it
back
!
"
He
shrugged
.
"
All
right
,
then
.
On
my
vows
as
a
priest
I
swear
it
.
Not
to
open
the
letter
until
I
've
seen
you
dead
,
and
then
to
open
it
before
you
're
buried
.
"
"
Good
,
good
!
"
"
Mary
,
please
do
n't
worry
.
This
is
a
fancy
of
yours
,
no
more
.
In
the
morning
you
'll
laugh
at
it
.
"
"
I
wo
n't
see
the
morning
.
I
'm
going
to
die
tonight
;
I
'm
not
weak
enough
to
wait
on
the
pleasure
of
seeing
you
again
.
What
an
anticlimax
!
I
'm
going
to
bed
now
.
Will
you
take
me
to
the
top
of
the
stairs
?
"
