about Elizabeth’s old sewing room?”  Both parties immediately stopped their dainty disagreement and instead stared open-eyed at her; Hal did the same inquisitively in light of their reaction.

“Why…I don’t think I’ve been inside that old sewing room for at least ten years…” Penelope reflected.  “Perhaps twenty…” she reflected even deeper.

“Oh, Miss Phoebe,” Christopher whined, “it would take forever to prepare Elizabeth’s old sewing room for Mister Baker!  My good Lord…the dusting alone, what with all those shelves, which are all filthy, would take hours…days…!”  Days? Hal thought.  Why should the faithful valet’s domestic devotions have excluded an old sewing room? ...

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