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The lantern clock was staggering decorously towards ten as the trio crossed the hall, Phillipa looked at the moon face regretfully.
-"We shall have no time to do more than introduce Margaret," she said. "According to the laws of the Medes and Persians, we retire at ten, though we are nearly twenty. At a quarter to eleven you will be expected in the drawing-room to make your curtsey to Aunt Maria. If you stay here you will probably have to make certain changes in your dress."