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"
I
do
n't
either
!
"
she
cried
hotly
.
"
But
I
just
ca
n't
see
why
you
hate
Ashley
so
much
and
that
's
the
only
explanation
I
can
think
of
.
"
"
Well
,
think
something
else
,
pretty
charmer
,
for
that
's
the
wrong
explanation
.
And
as
for
hating
Ashley
--
I
do
n't
hate
him
any
more
than
I
like
him
.
In
fact
,
my
only
emotion
toward
him
and
his
kind
is
pity
.
"
"
Pity
?
"
"
Yes
,
and
a
little
contempt
.
Now
,
swell
up
like
a
gobbler
and
tell
me
that
he
is
worth
a
thousand
blackguards
like
me
and
that
I
should
n't
dare
to
be
so
presumptuous
as
to
feel
either
pity
or
contempt
for
him
.
And
when
you
have
finished
swelling
,
I
'll
tell
you
what
I
mean
,
if
you
're
interested
.
"
"
Well
,
I
'm
not
.
"
"
I
shall
tell
you
,
just
the
same
,
for
I
ca
n't
bear
for
you
to
go
on
nursing
your
pleasant
delusion
of
my
jealousy
.
I
pity
him
because
he
ought
to
be
dead
and
he
is
n't
.
And
I
have
a
contempt
for
him
because
he
does
n't
know
what
to
do
with
himself
now
that
his
world
is
gone
.
"
There
was
something
familiar
in
the
idea
he
expressed
.
She
had
a
confused
memory
of
having
heard
similar
words
but
she
could
not
remember
when
and
where
.
She
did
not
think
very
hard
about
it
for
her
anger
was
hot
.
"
If
you
had
your
way
all
the
decent
men
in
the
South
would
be
dead
!
"
"
And
if
they
had
their
way
,
I
think
Ashley
's
kind
would
prefer
to
be
dead
.
Dead
with
neat
stones
above
them
,
saying
:
'
Here
lies
a
soldier
of
the
Confederacy
,
dead
for
the
Southland
'
or
'
Dulce
et
decorum
est
--
'
or
any
of
the
other
popular
epitaphs
.
"
"
I
do
n't
see
why
!
"
