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a peep from him all day. She imagined he was in his room
getting changed into his smart suit for dinner. Malkin,
that furry red-faced rascal, was more than likely with
him. Either that or he was up to no good, digging holes in
the lawn again.
Lily had just decided she might take herself off
somewhere to be even more alone, so she could have a
good sulk about things in peace, when she heard a strange
little knock at the front door.
A slow and rhythmic rat-a-tat-tat.
The knocking was quite insistent.
Lily looked about to see if there was anyone else who
might answer it, but there was not, so finally she stood
and walked through the vestibule.
As she reached for the door handle the knocking
stopped, and when she pulled open the door there was
no one there at all. Only a small red-and-white striped
hatbox tied with a twirl of multicolored ribbon, which
sat on the doorstep.
Tucked beneath the box’s ribbon was a cream-colored
envelope addressed to:
Miss Hartman, of Brackenbridge Manor.
Lily bent down and picked the hatbox up. A present!
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