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Someone
called
her
from
inside
.
She
tried
to
feel
sure
of
me
,
but
couldn
’
t
,
and
apparently
decided
she
couldn
’
t
do
anything
about
it
.
"
Fair
deal
.
But
please
remember
.
Will
you
?
"
"
If
you
insist
.
"
She
gave
me
a
veteran
’
s
look
,
then
a
nod
,
not
a
very
happy
one
,
and
went
away
.
I
waited
for
about
twenty
minutes
,
near
the
door
,
and
then
I
slipped
out
and
went
back
up
to
my
own
flat
.
I
rang
the
bell
.
There
was
a
long
pause
,
then
there
was
a
call
behind
the
door
.
"
Who
is
it
?
"
"
Twenty
minutes
.
"
The
door
opened
.
She
had
her
hair
up
,
and
a
towel
wrapped
round
her
;
very
brown
shoulders
,
very
brown
legs
.
"
I
’
ve
been
soaking
.
Boy
,
it
was
good
.
"
She
went
quickly
back
into
the
bathroom
.
I
shouted
through
the
door
.
"
I
’
ve
been
warned
off
you
.
"
"
Maggie
?
"
"
She
says
she
doesn
’
t
want
a
roughhouse
.
"
