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’
But
I
am
married
,
’
she
said
,
amazed
,
and
yet
feeling
nothing
.
’
Oh
that
!
.
.
.
he
’
ll
divorce
you
all
right
.
.
.
Why
don
’
t
you
and
I
marry
?
I
want
to
marry
.
I
know
it
would
be
the
best
thing
for
me
.
.
.
marry
and
lead
a
regular
life
.
I
lead
the
deuce
of
a
life
,
simply
tearing
myself
to
pieces
.
Look
here
,
you
and
I
,
we
’
re
made
for
one
another
.
.
.
hand
and
glove
.
Why
don
’
t
we
marry
?
Do
you
see
any
reason
why
we
shouldn
’
t
?
’
Connie
looked
at
him
amazed
:
and
yet
she
felt
nothing
.
These
men
,
they
were
all
alike
,
they
left
everything
out
.
They
just
went
off
from
the
top
of
their
heads
as
if
they
were
squibs
,
and
expected
you
to
be
carried
heavenwards
along
with
their
own
thin
sticks
.
’
But
I
am
married
already
,
’
she
said
.
’
I
can
’
t
leave
Clifford
,
you
know
.
’
’
Why
not
?
but
why
not
?
’
he
cried
.
’
He
’
ll
hardly
know
you
’
ve
gone
,
after
six
months
.
He
doesn
’
t
know
that
anybody
exists
,
except
himself
.
Why
the
man
has
no
use
for
you
at
all
,
as
far
as
I
can
see
;
he
’
s
entirely
wrapped
up
in
himself
.
’
Connie
felt
there
was
truth
in
this
.
But
she
also
felt
that
Mick
was
hardly
making
a
display
of
selflessness
.
’
Aren
’
t
all
men
wrapped
up
in
themselves
?
’
she
asked
.
’
Oh
,
more
or
less
,
I
allow
.
A
man
’
s
got
to
be
,
to
get
through
.
But
that
’
s
not
the
point
.
The
point
is
,
what
sort
of
a
time
can
a
man
give
a
woman
?
Can
he
give
her
a
damn
good
time
,
or
can
’
t
he
?
If
he
can
’
t
he
’
s
no
right
to
the
woman
.
.
.
’
He
paused
and
gazed
at
her
with
his
full
,
hazel
eyes
,
almost
hypnotic
.
’
Now
I
consider
,
’
he
added
,
’
I
can
give
a
woman
the
darndest
good
time
she
can
ask
for
.
I
think
I
can
guarantee
myself
.
’
’
And
what
sort
of
a
good
time
?
’
asked
Connie
,
gazing
on
him
still
with
a
sort
of
amazement
,
that
looked
like
thrill
;
and
underneath
feeling
nothing
at
all
.
