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Upon hearing that Andreas wants to leave, the women begin to complain and object. “We haven’t been out for a very long time,” one woman says, “Mr. Clifford doesn’t allow us to go out. If we need something, we can make a list and someone will buy the items for us.” “You can’t leave here on your own,” objects another, “You’ll get lost immediately.” “Is there any other ways?” Andrea asks, trying to hide her disappointment. “The only way is to ask Mr. Clifford allow you to go out with a team of his guards,” Ruby says. “You should help me,” Andrea says, “I need to go shopping if our plan is going to work.” They women nod and agree, but Ruby scowls suspiciously. In the morning, the women wait at the dining room table to have breakfast with Andrew. Andrew emerges from his room wearing a da