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. I have not sinned... and I will not cause you to sin.' Again she turned to leave.
'Margrethe!'
'Yes, Alec?.
'You asked me if I intended ever again to ask you to come back later. I ask you now. Tonight. Will you come back later?'
'Sin, Alec. For you it. would be sin... and that would make it sin for me, knowing how you feel about it.'
'"Sin." I'm not sure what sin is... I do know I need you... and I think you need me.'
'Goodnight, Alec.' She left quickly.
After a long while I brushed my teeth and washed my face, then decided that another shower might help. I took it lukewarm and it seemed to calm me a little. But when I went to bed, I lay awake, doing something I call thinking but probably is not.
I reviewed in my mind all the many major mistakes I have made in my life, one after another, dusting them off and bringing them up sharp in my head, right to the silly, awkward, inept, self-righteous, asinine fool I had made of myself tonight, and, in so doing, how I had wounded and humiliated the best and sweetest woman I have ever known.
I 'can keep myself uselessly occupied with selfflagellation for an entire night when my latest attack of foot-in-mouth disease is severe. This current one bid fair to keep me staring at the ceiling for days.
Some long time later, after midnight and more, I was awakened by the sound of a key in the door. I fumbled for the bunk light switch, found it just as she dropped her robe and got into bed with me
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