She enjoyed preparing the evening meals, the smells of potatoes roasting in the oven, the stink of onions in the pan, the crackle of chicken frying. Lucy’s guts ached with jealousy and bitterness, building in a knot that twisted in her stomach, rag-like. Old saltwater was right. She stopped abruptly, and looked in a flower-shop window. ’ She bit her lip, frowning. “What of her? Have you quarrelled with her?” The girl shook her head. We had not then recovered from the shock. But I'll be more lenient, and content myself with merely chastising you, on condition—" "You may do as you please, master," interrupted Jack, thrusting his hand into his pocket, as if in search of the knife; "but I wouldn't advise you to lay hands on me again. ‘Oh, peste. You tonic my liver and you tonic my soul.
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