King Rat
“He was sorry that he had agreed so readily to interpret for the King, and at the same time upset that he was unhappy about doing it. You’re a fine friend, he told himself, after all he’s done for you.The sinking in his stomach increased. Just like before you go up for a mission, he thought. No, not like that. This feeling’s like when you’ve been sent for by the headmaster. The other’s just as painful, but at the same time mixed with pleasure. Like the village. That makes your heart take flight. To take such a chance, just for the excitement — or in truth for the food or the girl that might be there.He wondered for the thousandth tune just why the King went and what he did there. But to ask would be impolite and he knew that he only had to have a little patience to find out. That was another reason he liked the King. The way that he volunteered nothing and kept most of his thoughts to himself. That’s the English way, Peter Marlowe told himself contentedly. Just let out a little at a ti...me, when you’re in the mood.MoreLess
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