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"
I
’
ll
wait
for
you
.
"
I
shrugged
my
shoulders
,
and
went
into
the
shop
.
I
reflected
that
French
paper
was
bad
,
and
that
,
foiled
of
my
purpose
,
I
need
not
burden
myself
with
a
purchase
that
I
did
not
need
.
I
asked
for
something
I
knew
could
not
be
provided
,
and
in
a
minute
came
out
into
the
street
.
"
Did
you
get
what
you
wanted
?
"
he
asked
.
"
No
.
"
We
walked
on
in
silence
,
and
then
came
to
a
place
where
several
streets
met
.
I
stopped
at
the
curb
.
"
Which
way
do
you
go
?
"
I
enquired
.
"
Your
way
,
"
he
smiled
.
"
I
’
m
going
home
.
"
"
I
’
ll
come
along
with
you
and
smoke
a
pipe
.
"
"
You
might
wait
for
an
invitation
,
"
I
retorted
frigidly
.
