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A FAREWELL TO ARMS
“I’m so sorry. I hope she’s not ill.”
“She’s not awfully well.”
“Will you tell her how sorry I am?”
“Yes, I will.”
“Do you think it would be any good to try and see her to-morrow?”
“Yes, I do.”
“Thank you very much,” I said. “Good-night.”
I went out the door and suddenly I felt lonely and empty. I had treated seeing Catherine very lightly, I had gotten somewhat drunk and had nearly forgotten to come but when I could not see her there I was feeling lonely and hollow.
