If I didnt moot around it, maybe the call up might ring. Sometimes it does that. If I could think of something else. If I could think of something else. Knobby if I counted five hundred by fives, it might ring by that time. Ill count slowly. I wont cheat. And if it rings when I get to three hundred, I wont stop; I wont answer it until I get to five hundred. Five, decennary, fifteen, twenty, twenty-five, thirty, thirty-five, forty, forty-five, fifty…. Oh, please ring. Please.
This is the last time Ill look at the clock. I will not look at it again. Its ten minutes past seven. He said he would telephone at five oclock. Ill call you at five, darling. I think thats where he said darling. Im almost sure he said it there. I agnise he called me darling twice, and the other time was when he said good-by. Good-by, darling. He was busy, and he cant presuppose much in the office, but he called me darling twice. He couldnt pee minded my calling him up. I know you shouldnt keep telephoning themâ€"I know they dont like that.
When you do that they know you are thinking about them and asking them, and that makes them hate you. But I hadnt talked to him in three days-not in three days. And all I did was ask him how he was; it was just the way anybody might have called him up. He couldnt have minded that. He couldnt have thought I was bothering him. No, of course youre not, he said. And he said hed telephone me. He didnt have to say that. I didnt ask him to, truly I didnt. Im sure I didnt. I dont think he would say hed telephone me, and then just never do it. Please dont let him do that, God. Please dont.
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