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There were always parrots and parrakeets screaming in the fruit groves. " "As many as you please, Sir Rowland," replied Jonathan, resuming his seat. "Somebody ought to get hold of that young man," said Prudence, grimly, as she nodded in Spurlock's direction. " "I won't reproach you, Jack," said the other, sternly. If all wives were of my mind and my spirit, husbands would soon be taught their own insignificance. ‘You are dead, you,’ he yelled back, leaping into the seat of the final pew. Let me have a word with him, and you may take all the money. When he reached the happy ending, he waited. Innumerable little puzzles were instantly solved. And through it all, like a golden thread on a piece of tapestry, weaving in and out of the patterns, the unspoken longing for love.
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