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"
You
don
’
t
have
to
tell
me
that
,
"
he
said
,
not
understanding
that
she
referred
to
his
arms
and
not
to
his
arrival
.
"
D
’
you
still
like
me
?
"
"
Rather
.
"
She
kissed
him
fondly
.
"
Oh
,
you
don
’
t
know
how
I
’
ve
missed
you
.
"
"
I
was
an
awful
flop
in
America
,
"
he
said
.
"
I
didn
’
t
tell
you
in
my
letters
,
because
I
thought
it
would
only
worry
you
.
They
thought
me
rotten
.
"
"
Michael
,
"
she
cried
,
as
though
she
could
not
believe
him
.
"
The
fact
is
,
I
suppose
,
I
’
m
too
English
.
They
don
’
t
want
me
another
year
.
I
didn
’
t
think
they
did
,
but
just
as
a
matter
of
form
I
asked
them
if
they
were
going
to
exercise
their
option
and
they
said
no
,
not
at
any
price
.
"
Julia
was
silent
.
She
looked
deeply
concerned
,
but
her
heart
was
beating
with
exultation
.
