Orange tree
Charlotte, both editor and reporter for the church paper, is interviewing Robin, and asks him about the oranges in the back garden.
Robin: Ha, ha. Certainly not Parson Brown, too seedy. No, they’re plain
Robin: The landlord, no. Directly me. And indirectly the needy.
Robin: I pick them, we eat the good ones, juice a few, and marmalade the windfalls.
Robin: It's that Parson Brown. He leans on me.
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