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"
I
do
n't
weigh
a
bit
more
,
"
said
I
,
"
nor
as
much
;
and
my
appetite
may
be
better
in
the
evening
when
you
are
here
,
but
it
is
worse
in
the
morning
when
you
are
away
!
"
"
Bless
her
little
heart
!
"
said
he
with
a
big
hug
,
"
she
shall
be
as
sick
as
she
pleases
!
But
now
let
's
improve
the
shining
hours
by
going
to
sleep
,
and
talk
about
it
in
the
morning
!
"
"
And
you
wo
n't
go
away
?
"
I
asked
gloomily
.
"
Why
,
how
can
I
,
dear
?
It
is
only
three
weeks
more
and
then
we
will
take
a
nice
little
trip
of
a
few
days
while
Jennie
is
getting
the
house
ready
.
Really
dear
you
are
better
!
"
"
Better
in
body
perhaps
--
"
I
began
,
and
stopped
short
,
for
he
sat
up
straight
and
looked
at
me
with
such
a
stern
,
reproachful
look
that
I
could
not
say
another
word
.
"
My
darling
,
"
said
he
,
"
I
beg
of
you
,
for
my
sake
and
for
our
child
's
sake
,
as
well
as
for
your
own
,
that
you
will
never
for
one
instant
let
that
idea
enter
your
mind
!
There
is
nothing
so
dangerous
,
so
fascinating
,
to
a
temperament
like
yours
.
It
is
a
false
and
foolish
fancy
.
Can
you
not
trust
me
as
a
physician
when
I
tell
you
so
?
"
So
of
course
I
said
no
more
on
that
score
,
and
we
went
to
sleep
before
long
.
He
thought
I
was
asleep
first
,
but
I
was
n't
,
and
lay
there
for
hours
trying
to
decide
whether
that
front
pattern
and
the
back
pattern
really
did
move
together
or
separately
.
On
a
pattern
like
this
,
by
daylight
,
there
is
a
lack
of
sequence
,
a
defiance
of
law
,
that
is
a
constant
irritant
to
a
normal
mind
.
The
color
is
hideous
enough
,
and
unreliable
enough
,
and
infuriating
enough
,
but
the
pattern
is
torturing
.
You
think
you
have
mastered
it
,
but
just
as
you
get
well
underway
in
following
,
it
turns
a
back-somersault
and
there
you
are
.
It
slaps
you
in
the
face
,
knocks
you
down
,
and
tramples
upon
you
.
It
is
like
a
bad
dream
.
