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"
Well
,
did
you
enjoy
that
?
"
asked
Luke
.
"
I
would
have
enjoyed
it
more
had
I
danced
more
,
"
she
answered
.
"
What
,
at
a
ceilidh
?
Break
it
down
,
Meg
!
Only
the
men
are
supposed
to
dance
,
so
we
're
actually
pretty
good
to
you
women
,
letting
you
dance
at
all
.
"
"
It
seems
to
me
only
men
do
a
lot
of
things
,
and
especially
if
they
're
good
things
,
enjoyable
things
.
"
"
Well
,
excuse
me
!
"
said
Luke
stiffly
.
"
Here
was
I
thinking
you
might
like
a
bit
of
a
change
,
which
was
why
I
brought
you
.
I
did
n't
have
to
,
you
know
!
And
if
you
're
not
grateful
I
wo
n't
bring
you
again
.
"
"
You
probably
do
n't
have
any
intention
of
doing
so
,
anyway
,
"
said
Meggie
.
"
It
is
n't
good
to
admit
me
into
your
life
.
I
learned
a
lot
these
past
few
hours
,
but
I
do
n't
think
it
's
what
you
intended
to
teach
me
.
It
's
getting
harder
to
fool
me
,
Luke
.
In
fact
,
I
'm
fed
up
with
you
,
with
the
life
I
'm
leading
,
with
everything
!
"
"
Ssssh
!
"
he
hissed
,
scandalized
.
"
We
're
not
alone
!
"
"
Then
come
alone
!
"
she
snapped
.
"
When
do
I
ever
get
the
chance
to
see
you
alone
for
more
than
a
few
minutes
?
"
Arne
pulled
up
at
the
bottom
of
the
Himmelhoch
hill
,
grinning
at
Luke
sympathetically
.
"
Go
on
,
mate
,
"
he
said
.
"
Walk
her
up
;
I
'll
wait
here
for
you
.
No
hurry
.
"
"
I
mean
it
,
Luke
!
"
Meggie
said
as
soon
as
they
were
out
of
Arne
's
hearing
