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It was Angel who woke Kif next morning as he put a tray of breakfast down on the chest of drawers.
He was fully dressed and very good to look upon in the morning sunlight. 'Eleven o'clock, sir,' he said, and hung Kif's trousers dry, cleaned and pressed, over the back of the chair. 'Shall I turn on your bath?'