The Clouded Yellow Page #4

And I didn't believe you.

I'm sorry.

You're very kind.

No... it's not that...

It's that I suddenly realised

how terribly lonely you must be.

You never go out...

nobody ever comes here...

Except Hick.

Yes... but... you haven't really

got any friends, have you?

No.

Or relatives...

Apart from Mr and Mrs Fenton.

When you've always been alone,

you get used to it.

Is that quite true?

No... it isn't.

It's nearly true.

You wouldn't know.

I know what it's like

to be alone.

And I know what despair

can feel like, too.

When even the sun looks grey.

And self-pity is such a dreary thing...

...you despise yourself...

...and wonder if it matters

if you go on living or not.

Yes, I know.

Sophie...

Would you let me help you?

Help me?

I've got you!

No...I can shut you out.

Sophie!

Sophie... where are you?

It's your move.

Sophie!

That's the idea.

Yes, you're really doing a very good job...

Far more quickly that I could.

It's your practical mind.

Now, I started a catalogue 3 times...

But always when I come across

one of my old favourites...

I stop and think how I caught it.

I know... then you're lost.

How well you understand.

You know, you've become

quite a stabilising influence...

...during the weeks

you've been here.

i shall be very sorry

when you have to leave us.

I shall be very sorry, too, Sir...

I've been very happy here.

I'm glad.

Got it!

Silver White... see them all over the place.

Alright... fly away!

Don't you ever get tired

of butterflies?

I get tired of people, first.

Oh, well... of course.

But I've only had 3 weeks of butterflies.

What do you do,

when you get tired of people?

You can't stick pins

through their middles.

I think sometimes I'd like to.

Yes...I know that feeling.

What was that?

I thought I heard something cry out.

Yes... there it is again!

Why did you do that?

It was caught in one of those

beastly spring traps...

It's legs were broken.

Poor little thing.

I hate traps.

Hey... what do you think

you're playing at?

What are you doing

with that rabbit?

How many of those traps

have you got?

About a dozen.

Do you have to use that sort?

I bought 'em cheap.

Any objections?

I'll give you 5 for the lot.

Well... that suits me fine.

I'll take delivery now.

I can't bring 'em now...

I'm meeting someone.

I said "now".

You better get them, Hick.

5 is certainly better

than any girl.

Maybe you got something there!

I'll bring 'em round.

Oh, Hick...

Could I have my comb?

I'll throw it in with the traps.

He's spoilt it.

I don't want it any more.

Nice chap!

He's one of the people

I'd like to throw away.

I'd stick to butterflies,

if I were you.

You see...

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