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Chapter 47

           Youaren’tinlovewithme,areyou?WhyshouldIbeinlovewithyou?"

           "No,mydear,I’mnotinlovewithyou,nomorethanyouarewithme,andifIwere,youwouldbethelastpersonI’devertell.Godhelpthemanwhoeverreallylovesyou.You’dbreakhisheart,mydarling,cruel,destructivelittlecatwhoissocarelessandconfidentshedoesn’teventroubletosheatheherclaws."

           Hejerkedhertoherfeetandkissedheragain,butthistimehislipsweredifferentforheseemednottocareifhehurtherseemedtowanttohurther,toinsulther.Hislipssliddowntoherthroatandfinallyhepressedthemagainstthetaffetaoverherbreast,sohardandsolongthathisbreathburnttoherskin.Herhandsstruggledup,pushinghimawayinoutragedmodesty.

           "Youmustn’t!Howdareyou!"

           "Yourheart’sgoinglikearabbit’s,"hesaidmockingly."AlltoofastformerefondnessIwouldthink,ifIwereconceited.Smoothyourruffledfeathers.Youarejustputtingonthesevirginalairs.TellmewhatIshallbringyoufromEngland.Aring?Whatkindwouldyoulike?"

           Shewaveredmomentarilybetweeninterestinhislastwordsandafemininedesiretoprolongthescenewithangerandindignation.

           "OhadiamondringandRhett,dobuyagreatbigone."

           "Soyoucanflauntitbeforeyourpoverty-strickenfriendsandsay‘SeewhatIcaught!’Verywell,youshallhaveabigone,onesobigthatyourless-fortunatefriendscancomfortthemselvesbywhisperingthatit’sreallyvulgartowearsuchlargestones."

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