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... antly, holding up a butter knife and the butter dish from the table. Playing along with her game, Yujin clapped his hands in exaggerated approval.
“Oh, splendid, Lady Angela. May I have some jam as well?”
“Strawberry, orange, ma, ma...”
“Marmalade.”
Angela had been reading the label on the glass jar, and when she stumbled, Yujin leaned in and whispered quietly, careful not to startle her.
“Mar-malade.”
Following him closely, she repeated the pronun ...
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