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when I showed you what heartbreak, real heartbreak looked like,
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and you hadn't the courage to countenance it, to help me...
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That's right. When you refused so much as to comfort Tad...
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- the child who was not only sick - I was in the room with Willie,
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- but beside himself with grief? - I was holding him...
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- Oh but your grief, your grief, your...- in my arms as he died!
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- inexhaustible grief! - How dare you throw that at me?!
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- And his mother won't let him near her, - I couldn't let Tad in!
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- 'cos she’s screaming from morning to night, - I couldn't risk him
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- pacing the corridors - seeing how angry I was!
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howling at shadows and furniture and ghosts!
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I ought to have done it,