Both girls gasped and stared incredulously | A flight of stairs could be dimly discerned | They stared with the fascination of horror | "Well, what do you suppose that can be?" queried Cynthia | "Do you know any real elderly people, father?" | "Oh, I wish I were Sherlock Holmes!" | There was nothing to do but sit and enjoy the spectacle | Then, with one accord they began to steer their way around the furniture |
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