If you were a poet in need of rhymes, you had only to turn to a certain page. It is very sweet of you to have waited for me. ’ ‘Of course I am, imbecile,’ she snapped, unconsciously echoing her greatniece. The door of cabin 2 was open. She guarded her mother, or at least she had liked to think so.
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