Grahamelookedathiminwonder，andBrottfacedhimsturdily。
“Itseemsliketreasontoyou，Grahame！“hesaid。“Soitdoestomenow。Iwantnothinginthefuturetocomebetweenus，“hecontinuedmoreslowly，“andIshouldlikeifIcantoexpungethememoryofthisinterview。AndsoIamgoingtotellyouthetruth。“
Grahameheldouthishand。
“Don’t！“hesaid。“Icanforgetwithout。“
I3rottshookhishead。