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It was hard waking up the next morning, but Saffron, though dishevelled and still wearing her crumpled clothes from the previous night, could tell that something was going on in their house. She didn’t want to be left out. She could hear exclamations and raised voices from the direction of the kitchen. Pulling her slinky satin dressing gown around her, she went to investigate.