dress, but the maid was already down the hall. “I don’t want to have my picture taken in this,” she told her daughter instead. “I must look like an old fool!” 

“I think you’re beautiful,” her daughter told her. 

Molly once again ran down the staircase but this time veered toward the front of the manor, specifically at and into a coat cupboard by the front entrance in which a miscellany of items had been stored other than just coats. She pulled out a hat box and attempted to stand upon it, but after it caved in and she fell backwards onto her backside she grabbed a much larger gift box and tried yet again. That box started to cave in also but not before Molly managed to gra...

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