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That evening, Marie came round for me and asked me
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do if she wanted to. She then wanted to know if I loved her.
I replied as I had done once already, that it didn't
mean anything but that I probably didn't. 'Why marry me then?' she said.
I explained to her that it really didn't matter and that if really didn't
matter and that if she wanted to, we could get merried.
Anyway, she was the one who was asking me and I wassimly saying yes.
She then remarked that marriage ws a serious matter. I said, 'No.' She didn't say
anything for a moment and looked at me in silence. Then she spoke.
She just wanted to know if I'd have accepted the same proposal if it had come from another woman, with whom I had similar relationship.
I said, 'Naturally..' She then said she wondered if she loved me and well, I had no idea about that. After another moment's silence, she mumbled that I was
peculiar, tha that was probably why she loved me but taht one day I might disgust her for the very same reason. I didn't say anything, having nothing to add,
so she smiled and took my arm and announced that vshe wanted to marry me. I replied that we'd do so whenever she liked. I then told her about my boss 's proposall and Maried said she'd like to see Paris. I told her that I'd lived there once and she asked me what it is like. I said, 'It's dirty. Full of pigeons and dark countryards. The people have all got white skin.'

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