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"
No
.
"
"
Drink
it
.
"
She
swallowed
another
mouthful
and
the
warmth
began
spreading
through
her
body
and
strength
flowed
slowly
back
into
her
shaking
legs
.
She
pushed
away
the
glass
and
tried
to
rise
but
he
pressed
her
back
.
"
Take
your
hands
off
me
.
I
'm
going
.
"
"
Not
yet
.
Wait
a
minute
.
You
might
faint
again
.
"
"
I
'd
rather
faint
in
the
road
than
be
here
with
you
.
"
"
Just
the
same
,
I
wo
n't
have
you
fainting
in
the
road
.
"
"
Let
me
go
.
I
hate
you
.
"
A
faint
smile
came
back
to
his
face
at
her
words
.
"
That
sounds
more
like
you
.
You
must
be
feeling
better
.
"
