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"WELL, I declare! " whispered Twinkle to herself; "how could all that have happened?"
On each side of the door was a little green bench, big enough for two to sit upon, and between the benches was a doorstep of white marble, with a mat lying on it. On one side Twinkle saw an electric door-bell.