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"
Just
for
a
few
minutes
—
"
"
No
,
Ylla
.
"
"
No
?
"
He
shook
his
head
.
"
No
.
Besides
,
it
’
s
a
terribly
long
walk
to
Pao
’
s
.
All
the
way
over
through
Green
Valley
and
then
past
the
big
canal
and
down
,
isn
’
t
it
?
And
it
’
ll
be
very
,
very
hot
,
and
Dr
.
Nile
would
be
delighted
to
see
you
.
Well
?
"
She
did
not
answer
.
She
wanted
to
break
and
run
.
She
wanted
to
cry
out
.
But
she
only
sat
in
the
chair
,
turning
her
fingers
over
slowly
,
staring
at
them
expressionlessly
,
trapped
.
"
Ylla
?
"
he
murmured
.
"
You
will
be
here
,
won
’
t
you
?
"
"
Yes
,
"
she
said
after
a
long
time
.
"
I
’
ll
be
here
.
"
"
All
afternoon
?
"
Her
voice
was
dull
.
"
All
afternoon
.
"
Late
in
the
day
Dr
.
Nile
had
not
put
in
an
appearance
.
Ylla
’
s
husband
did
not
seem
overly
surprised
.
