Elanor sighed. Of course, she'd have to begin work just as she was about to have fun. She had just enough time to flash an apologetic smile at Tom before she was whisked off by Miss Pio and shown where the bed linens were.
But just before she went on her way up the stairs, she caught sight of the hilarious scene going on at that moment, and watched, shaking with silent laughter, as Miss Pio successfully humiliated the difficulty-causing man. She shook her head. It was time to work now. Playtime was over. For the moment, anyway.
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Knowledge is just opinion that you trust enough to act upon.
-Children of the Mind, by Orson Scott Card.
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