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The door closed behind Marcia. Mrs Aldworth was so astonished that she had not time to find her breath before the daring culprit had disappeared. She looked now at Molly. Molly, who had quite forgotten her role, turned to her mother for sympathy.
"Oh, mother, could you have believed it of her? She is just the meanest old cat in existence."