“That’s another thing, James,” Polly said, jabbing her man in the ribs with her fingers, a trick she had learnt from her mother when she ran the brothel. “I haven’t seen your wonderful house. Has it been painted or is there furniture there? Do they have bathrooms in Luton, I am not using a lean-to. Nor am I living in a slum. You go off buying these places without talking to your partner - is that what I’m called or not these days?”
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