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I've never had one.

Tell that to someone else.

[Reproachfully.] Why do you insist I have?

Because you stayed here with me the first time I asked you to. You know your way around, you do.

No, I don't, Mister Liliom.

I suppose you'll tell me you don't know why you're sitting here—like this, in the dark, alone with me—You wouldn't 'a' stayed so quick, if you hadn't done it before—with some soldier, maybe. This isn't the first time. You wouldn't have been so ready to stay if it was—what did you stay for, anyhow?

So you wouldn't be left alone.

Alone! God, you're dumb! I don't need to be alone. I can have all the girls I want. Not only