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           "It’shere,"Isaid.

           "Yououghttoaskhernottodonightdutyforawhile.She’sgettingverytired."

           "Allright.Iwill."

           "Iwanttodoitbutshewon’tletme.Theothersaregladtoletherhaveit.Youmightgiveherjustalittlerest."

           "Allright."

           "MissVanCampenspokeaboutyousleepingalltheforenoons."

           "Shewould."

           "Itwouldbebetterifyouletherstayoffnightsalittlewhile."

           "Iwantherto."

           "Youdonot.ButifyouwouldmakeherI’drespectyouforit."

           "I’llmakeher."

           "Idon’tbelieveit."Shetookthenoteandwentout.IrangthebellandinalittlewhileMissGagecamein.

           "What’sthematter?"

           "Ijustwantedtotalktoyou.Don’tyouthinkMissBarkleyoughttogooffnightdutyforawhile?Shelooksawfullytired.Whydoesshestayonsolong?"

           MissGagelookedatme.

           "I’mafriendofyours,"shesaid."Youdon’thavetotalktomelikethat."

           "Whatdoyoumean?"

           "Don’tbesilly.Wasthatallyouwanted?"

           "Doyouwantavermouth?"

           "Allright.ThenIhavetogo."Shegotoutthebottlefromthearmoireandbroughtaglass.

           "Youtaketheglass,"Isaid."I’lldrinkoutofthebottle."

           "Here’stoyou,"saidMissGage.

           "WhatdidVanCampensayaboutmesleepinglateinthemornings?"

           "Shejustjawedaboutit.Shecallsyouourprivilegedpatient."

           "Tohellwithher."

           "Sheisn’tmean,"MissGagesaid."She’sjustoldandcranky.Sheneverlikedyou."

           "No."

           "Well,Ido.AndI’myourfriend