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Chapter 39

           "Haven’tyouwrittenthem?"

           "No.Onlythesightdraft."

           "ThankGodI’mnotyourfamily."

           "I’llsendthemacable."

           "Don’tyoucareanythingaboutthem?"

           "Idid,butwequarrelledsomuchitworeitselfout."

           "IthinkI’dlikethem.I’dprobablylikethemverymuch."

           "Let’snottalkaboutthemorI’llstarttoworryaboutthem."AfterawhileIsaid,"Let’sgoonifyou’rerested."

           "I’mrested."

           Wewentondowntheroad.Itwasdarknowandthesnowsqueakedunderourboots.Thenightwasdryandcoldandveryclear.

           "Iloveyourbeard,"Catherinesaid."It’sagreatsuccess.Itlookssostiffandfierceandit’sverysoftandagreatpleasure."

           "Doyoulikeitbetterthanwithout?"

           "Ithinkso.Youknow,darling,I’mnotgoingtocutmyhairnowuntilafteryoungCatherine’sborn.Ilooktoobigandmatronlynow.Butaftershe’sbornandI’mthinagainI’mgoingtocutitandthenI’llbeafinenewanddifferentgirlforyou.We’llgotogetherandgetitcut,orI’llgoaloneandcomeandsurpriseyou."

           Ididnotsayanything.

           "Youwon’tsayIcan’t,willyou?"

           "No.Ithinkitwouldbeexciting."

           "Oh,you’resosweet.AndmaybeI’dlooklovely,darling,andbesothinandexcitingtoyouandyou’llfallinlovewithmealloveragain."

           "Hell,"Isaid,"Iloveyouenoughnow.Whatdoyouwanttodo?Ruinme?"

           "Yes.Iwanttoruinyou."

           "Good,"Isaid,"that’swhatIwanttoo."

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