"I don't know anything about it."
"You're just mine.
That's true and you've never belonged to any one else.
But I don't care if you have.
I'm not afraid of them.
But don't tell me about them.
When a man stays with a girl when does she say how much it costs?"
"I don't know."
"Of course not.
Does she say she loves him?
Tell me that.
I want to know that."
"Yes.
If he wants her to."
"Does he say he loves her?
Tell me please.
It's important."
"He does if he wants to."
"But you never did?
Really?"
"No."
"Not really.
Tell me the truth."
"No," I lied.
"You wouldn't," she said. "I knew you wouldn't.
Oh, I love you, darling."
Outside the sun was up over the roofs and I could see the points of the cathedral with the sunlight on them.
I was clean inside and outside and waiting for the doctor.
"And that's it?" Catherine said. "She says just what he wants her to?"
"Not always."
"But I will.
I'll say just what you wish and I'll do what you wish and then you will never want any other girls, will you?" She looked at me very happily. "I'll do what you want and say what you want and then I'll be a great success, won't I?"
"Yes."
"What would you like me to do now that you're all ready?"
"Come to the bed again."
"All right.
I'll come."
"Oh, darling, darling, darling," I said.
"You see," she said. "I do anything you want."
"You're so lovely."
"I'm afraid I'm not very good at it yet."
"You're lovely."
"I want what you want.
There isn't any me any more.
Just what you want."
"You sweet."
"I'm good.
Aren't I good?
You don't want any other girls, do you?"
"No."