“So senor, you come all the
way to what you call the wilds of Norfolk to drink the wine,” Rosetta snapped,
her eyes blazing. “You come to mock me, is that it? Apart from a breath of fresh air in your
Norwich, I am still stuck in this, this windmill. It is a cage in your Norfolk
zoo. You’ve come to watch the animals, is that it? Prod me with a stick or
throw me some food?”
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