youre supposed to protect me , i thought ? for a man in but his thirty-third year he was rather battered . it wasnt fair to drag me into it . what if you can find that reason , bobby ? he asked her , is everything well with you ? he kept his fingers against the side of my neck , as if he wanted to help my pulse decide . so i was still feeling like the most terrible person in the world when he gave me the dress . a silver for each and a gold for me . 