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He
clarified
it
.
"
The
first
time
we
ever
met
,
where
was
it
,
and
when
?
"
"
Why
,
it
was
at
--
"
She
stopped
.
"
I
do
n't
know
,
"
she
said
.
He
was
cold
.
"
Ca
n't
you
remember
?
"
"
It
's
been
so
long
.
"
"
Only
ten
years
,
that
's
all
,
only
ten
!
"
"
Do
n't
get
excited
,
I
'm
trying
to
think
.
"
She
laughed
an
odd
little
laugh
that
went
up
and
up
.
"
Funny
,
how
funny
,
not
to
remember
where
or
when
you
met
your
husband
or
wife
.
"
He
lay
massaging
his
eyes
,
his
brow
,
and
the
back
of
his
neck
,
slowly
.
He
held
both
hands
over
his
eyes
and
applied
a
steady
pressure
there
as
if
to
crush
memory
into
place
.
It
was
suddenly
more
important
than
any
other
thing
in
a
life-time
that
he
knew
where
he
had
met
Mildred
.
