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           Youhavesuchalovelytemperatureandyousleeplikealittleboywithyourarmaroundthepillowandthinkit’sme.Orisitsomeothergirl?SomefineItaliangirl?"

           "It’syou."

           "Ofcourseit’sme.OhIdoloveyouandValentiniwillmakeyouafineleg.I’mgladIdon’thavetowatchit."

           "Andyou’llbeonnightdutyto-night."

           "Yes.Butyouwon’tcare."

           "Youwaitandsee."

           "There,darling.Nowyou’reallcleaninsideandout.Tellme.Howmanypeoplehaveyoueverloved?"

           "Nobody."

           "Notmeeven?"

           "Yes,you."

           "Howmanyothersreally?"

           "None."

           "Howmanyhaveyou—howdoyousayit?—stayedwith?"

           "None."

           "You’relyingtome."

           "Yes."

           "It’sallright.Keeprightonlyingtome.That’swhatIwantyoutodo.Weretheypretty?"

           "Ineverstayedwithanyone."

           "That’sright.Weretheyveryattractive?"

           "Idon’tknowanythingaboutit."

           "You’rejustmine.That’strueandyou’veneverbelongedtoanyoneelse.ButIdon’tcareifyouhave.I’mnotafraidofthem.Butdon’ttellmeaboutthem.Whenamanstayswithagirlwhendoesshesayhowmuchitcosts?"

           "Idon’tknow."

           "Ofcoursenot.Doesshesaysheloveshim?Tellmethat.Iwanttoknowthat."

           "Yes.Ifhewantsherto."

           "Doeshesayhelovesher?Tellmeplease.It’simportant."

           "Hedoesifhewantsto."

           "Butyouneverdid?Really?"

           "No."

           "Notreally.Tellmethetruth."

           "No,"Ilied.

           "Youwouldn’t,"shesaid."Iknewyouwouldn’t