The monster, Wild, when he visited my dungeon last night, told me, to add to my misery, that she occupied a cell near me. Though the starling was more than two feet above the level of the water, he alighted with his little charge—which he had never for an instant quitted—in safety upon it. It was the only time she had ever hit him, punched him right in the stomach like one of his favorite Three Stooges episodes.
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