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           Igotafirmtodoitall,Isaid,whenwewereatthedoorofmine.

           "You’reveryneat."

           ShesawsomeoldpicturesofbutterfliesIboughtinanantiqueshop.Ichosethem,Isaid.

           "They’retheonlydecentthingshere."

           Well,therewewere,shewasmakingcomplimentsandIadmitIwaspleased.

           Thenshesaid,"Howquietitis.I’vebeenlisteningforcars.IthinkitmustbeNorthEssex."Iknewitwasatest,shewaswatchingme.

           You’veguessedright,Isaid.Actingsurprised.

           Suddenlyshesaid,"It’sfunny,Ishouldbeshiveringwithfear.ButIfeelsafewithyou."

           I’llneverhurtyou.Unlessyouforcemeto.

           ItwassuddenlyasIalwayshoped,weweregettingtoknoweachother,shewasbeginningtoseemeforwhatIreallywas.

           Shesaid,"Thatairwaswonderful.Youcan’timagine.Eventhisair.It’sfree.It’severythingI’mnot."

           Andshewalkedaway,soIhadtofollowherdownstairs.Atthebottominthehallshesaid,"CanIlookinhere?"Hungforasheepaswellasalamb,Ithought,anywaytheshutterswereacrossandthecurtains.Shewentintheloungeandlookedroundit,touringroundandlookingateverythingwithherhandsbehindherback,itwascomic,really.