She fidgeted and looked away. There were always parrots and parrakeets screaming in the fruit groves. She imagined descending the stairs, hearing Mike’s uproarious laughter as she peeked around a vacant corner with a lump in her throat. “Loneliness,” she said, “is a luxury which I never permit myself. " "Do you happen to know Jonathan Wild, master?" inquired Jack, altering his tone, and assuming a more respectful demeanour.
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