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There were always parrots and parrakeets screaming in the fruit groves. The recollection of the forlorn and loveless years—stirred into consciousness by the unexpected confrontation—bent her as the high wind bends the water-reed. “You see, it comes after all,” she continued, “from certain original convictions which have become my religion. Roused by the bell tolling for evening service, Jack left the house.
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