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This
time
it
was
n't
Dane
waiting
on
the
platform
to
meet
Justine
,
as
it
had
been
every
other
time
;
he
was
in
retreat
.
Instead
,
Rainer
Moerling
Hartheim
prowled
the
dirty
paving
like
some
great
animal
.
He
did
n't
greet
her
with
a
kiss
,
he
never
did
;
he
just
put
an
arm
about
her
shoulders
and
squeezed
.
"
Rather
like
a
bear
,
"
said
Justine
.
"
A
bear
?
"
"
I
used
to
think
when
I
first
met
you
that
you
were
some
sort
of
missing
link
,
but
I
've
finally
decided
you
're
more
of
a
bear
than
a
gorilla
.
It
was
an
unkind
comparison
,
the
gorilla
.
"
"
And
bears
are
kind
?
"
"
Well
,
perhaps
they
do
one
to
death
just
as
quickly
,
but
they
're
more
cuddly
.
"
She
linked
her
arm
through
his
and
matched
his
stride
,
for
she
was
almost
as
tall
as
he
.
"
How
's
Dane
?
Did
you
see
him
before
he
went
into
retreat
?
I
could
kill
Clyde
,
not
letting
me
go
sooner
.
"
"
Dane
is
as
always
.
"
"
You
have
n't
been
leading
him
astray
?
"
"
Me
?
Certainly
not
.
You
look
very
nice
,
Herzchen
.
"
