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alactite? FAITH. What's that? JOHNNY. In caves. The water drops like tears, and each drop has some sort of salt, and leaves it behind till there's just a long salt petrified drip hanging from the roof. FAITH. Ah! [Staring at him] I used to stand behind my door. I'd stand there sometimes I don't know how long. I'd listen and listen--the noises are all hollow in a prison. You'd think you'd get used to being shut up, but I never did. JOHNNY utters a deep grunt. It's awful the feeling you get here-so tight and chokey. People who are free don't know what it's like to be shut up. If I'd had a proper window even--When you can see things living, it makes you feel alive. JOHNNY. [Catching her arm] We'll make you feel alive again. FAITH stares at him; sex comes back to her eyes. She looks down. I bet you used to enjoy life, before. FAITH. [Clasping her hands] Oh! yes, I did. And I love getting out now. I've got a fr-- [She checks herself] The streets are beautiful, aren't they? Do you know Orleens Street? JOHNNY. [Doubtful] No-o. . . . Where? FAITH. At the corner out of the Regent. That's where we had our shop. I liked the hair-dressing. We had fun. Perhaps I've seen you before. Did you ever come in there? JOHNNY. No. FAITH. I'd go back there; only they wouldn't take me--I'm too conspicuous now. JOHNNY. I expect you're well out of that. FAITH. [With a sigh] But I did like it. I felt free. We had an hour off in the middle of the day; you could go where you liked; and then, after hours--I love the streets at night--all lighted. Olga--that's one of the other girls--and I used to walk about for hours. That's life! Fancy! I never saw a street for more than two years. Didn't you miss them in the war? JOHNNY. I missed grass and trees more--the trees! All burnt, and splintered. Gah! FAITH. Yes, I like trees too; anything beautiful, you know. I think the parks are lovely--but they might let you pick the flowers. But the lights are best, really--they make you feel happy. And music--I love an organ. There was one used to come and play outside the prison--before I was tried. It sounded so far away and lovely. If I could 'ave met the man that played that organ, I'd have kissed him. D'you think he did it on purpose? JOHNNY. He would have, if he'd been me. He says it unconsciously, but FAITH is instantly conscious of the implic
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