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"
Get
up
,
Dirk
.
You
’
re
making
yourself
a
perfect
fool
.
"
He
staggered
to
his
feet
,
but
still
he
would
not
let
her
go
.
"
Where
are
you
going
?
"
he
said
hastily
.
"
You
don
’
t
know
what
Strickland
’
s
place
is
like
.
You
can
’
t
live
there
.
It
would
be
awful
.
"
"
If
I
don
’
t
care
,
I
don
’
t
see
why
you
should
.
"
"
Stay
a
minute
longer
.
I
must
speak
.
After
all
,
you
can
’
t
grudge
me
that
.
"
"
What
is
the
good
?
I
’
ve
made
up
my
mind
.
Nothing
that
you
can
say
will
make
me
alter
it
.
"
He
gulped
,
and
put
his
hand
to
his
heart
to
ease
its
painful
beating
.
"
I
’
m
not
going
to
ask
you
to
change
your
mind
,
but
I
want
you
to
listen
to
me
for
a
minute
.
It
’
s
the
last
thing
I
shall
ever
ask
you
.
Don
’
t
refuse
me
that
.
"
She
paused
,
looking
at
him
with
those
reflective
eyes
of
hers
,
which
now
were
so
different
to
him
.
She
came
back
into
the
studio
and
leaned
against
the
table
.
"
Well
?
"
