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_ you, then, if I asked you to?" "No." "Why not?" "Answer that yourself." "And it was 'nothing much,' it says here in fine print. But I think I know just about what it was. Don't I?" "I wouldn't be surprised." "You knocked hell out of yourself, didn't you?" "I lied to her about that. I'm still trying to." "So I've got to do it to myself. And I haven't started yet?" "Check. But you're several years younger than I am, you know." * * * Belle thought it over for a minute, then stubbed out her cigarette and shrugged her shoulders. "No sale. Put it back on the shelf. I like me better the way I am. That is, I _think_ I do.... In a way, though, I'm sorry, Clee darling." "Darling? Something new has been added. I wish you really meant that, ace." "I'm still 'ace' after what I just said? I'm glad, Clee. 'Ace' is ever so much nicer than 'chum.'" "Ace. The top of the deck. You are, and always will be." "As for meaning it, I wish I didn't." Ready for bed, Belle was much more completely and much less revealingly dressed than during her working hours. She slid into bed beside him, pulled the covers up to her chin, and turned off the light by glancing at the switch. "If I thought anything could ever come of it, though, I'd do it if I had to pound myself unconscious with a club. But I wouldn't be here, then, either--I'd scoot into my own room so fast my head would spin." "You wouldn't have to. You wouldn't be here." "I wouldn't, at that. That's one of the things I like so much about you. But honestly, Clee--seriously, screens-down honestly--can you see any possible future in it?" "No. Neither of us would give that much. Neither of us can. And there's nothing one-sided about it; I'm no more fit to be a husband than you are to be a wife. And God help our children--they'd certainly need it." "We'd never have any. I can't picture us living in marriage for nine months without committing at least mayhem. Why, in just the little time we've been paired, how many times have you thrown me out of this very room, with the fervent hope that I'd drown in deep space before you ever saw me again?" "At a guess, about the same number of times as you have stormed out under your own power, slamming the door so hard it sprung half the seams of the ship and swearing you'd slice me up into sandwich meat if I ever so much as looked at you again." "That's what I mean. But how come we go
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