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. (Impassively, her eyes narrowing.) Speak concerning marriage once more, you die! (She fans herself. ' salaams and backs quickly towards the door. ' claps her hands and  pauses.) Don' come back! Lef-ten-ant B. F. Pik-ker-ton don' come back! Ha! Me! I know w'en he comes back—he told me. Wen he goin' 'way, he say in tha's doors: "Madame Butterfly, I have had ver' nice times with my Japanese