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Chapter 2
IfeltsulkysoIwassulky.IaskedhimtogoawayafterlunchandIaskedhimtogoawayaftersupper,andhewentawaybothtimes.Hedoeseverythinghe’stold.
He’sboughtmearecord-playerandrecordsandallthethingsonthehugeshopping-listIgavehim.Hewantstobuythingsforme.Icouldaskforanything.Exceptmyfreedom.
He’sgivenmeanexpensiveSwisswatch.IsayIwilluseitwhileIamhereandgiveitbackwhenIgo.IsaidIcouldn’tstandtheorangeadycarpetanymoreandhe’sboughtmesomeIndianandTurkishrugs.ThreeIndianmatsandabeautifuldeeppurple,rose-orangeandsepiawhite-fringedTurkishcarpet(hesaiditwastheonlyone"they"had,sonocredittohistaste).
Itmakesthiscellmoreliveablein.Thefloor’sverysoftandspringy.I’vebrokenalltheuglyashtraysandpots.Uglyornamentsdon’tdeservetoexist.
I’msosuperiortohim.Iknowthissoundswickedlyconceited.ButIam.Andsoit’sLadymontandBoadicaeaandnoblesseobligealloveragain.IfeelI’vegottoshowhimhowdecenthumanbeingsliveandbehave.
Heisugliness.Butyoucan’tsmashhumanugliness.
Threenightsagowassostrange.Iwassoexcitedatleavingthiscrypt.Ifeltsonearlyincompletecontrol.Itsuddenlyseemedallratheragrandadventure,somethingI’donedaysoonbetellingeveryoneabout.Asortofchess-gamewithdeathI’dratherunexpectedlywon.AfeelingthatIhadrunaterribleriskandnoweverythingwasgoingtobeallright.
