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"
Don
’
t
you
care
for
me
any
more
?
"
She
gave
him
a
little
hug
.
"
Of
course
,
darling
.
I
dote
on
you
.
"
"
You
’
re
so
strange
today
.
"
She
realized
that
he
was
disappointed
.
Poor
little
thing
,
she
didn
’
t
want
to
hurt
his
feelings
.
He
was
very
sweet
really
.
"
With
the
first
night
before
me
I
’
m
not
really
myself
today
.
You
mustn
’
t
mind
.
"
When
she
came
to
the
conclusion
,
quite
definitely
now
,
that
she
no
longer
cared
two
straws
for
him
she
could
not
help
feeling
a
great
pity
for
him
.
She
stroked
his
cheek
gently
.
"
Sweetie
pie
.
(
I
wonder
if
Michael
remembered
to
have
tea
sent
along
to
the
queues
.
It
doesn
’
t
cost
much
and
they
do
appreciate
it
so
enormously
.
)
You
know
,
I
really
must
get
up
.
Miss
Phillips
is
coming
at
six
.
Evie
will
be
in
a
state
,
she
won
’
t
be
able
to
think
what
’
s
happened
to
me
.
"
She
chattered
brightly
while
she
dressed
.
She
was
conscious
,
although
she
did
not
look
at
him
,
that
Tom
was
vaguely
uneasy
.
She
put
her
hat
on
,
then
she
took
his
face
in
both
her
hands
and
gave
him
a
friendly
kiss
.
"
Good
-
bye
,
my
lamb
.
Have
a
good
time
tonight
.
"
