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was| very proud. Fernando wanted to give me several thousand dollars for new clothes, and my father said no. When Fernando went away, I came to the city. I work in a shop.
“Three days ago I had a letter from Italy. It said that Fernando had been killed |был убит|.
“That is why I’m wearing black. My heart has died, Mr. Donovan, with Fernando. I cannot take interest in anyone |Мне никто больше не интересен|. I should not keep you from |неследуетудерживатьвасот| your friends who can smile and enjoy things with you. Shall we walk back to the house?”
Now, readers, if a girl tells a man her heart has died, he wants to make it live again.
“I’m very sorry,” said Mr. Donovan. “No, we won’t walk back to the house yet. And don’t say you have no friends in this city, Miss Conway. I’m your friend, and I want you to believe that.”