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I don’ t want to die, and Isurely don’ t want to die with the world thinking I did those. She was in here somewhere. Not even the smallest. And turningyou loose on her would be a sudden joy like the Dutch Elm Blight.

It had started to get through to her: what she had undergone had not been love,it had been something far more indelicate, something simpler, more destructive. “Not a chance. ” I hung up. I was bored stiff.