“Dr. Pirelli!” she cried. “You are here. Have you brought me some more of those nice sweeties?”
“I have a whole box of them waiting for you downstairs in my carriage,” the doctor replied, “which I promised you if you were a good girl and did not disturb your Mama.”
“I have been very very quiet,” Kathy said, “have I not, Giovanna?”
She asked the question in Italian and the maid answered her in the same language.
“You have been very good and very quiet.”
“Then the box is waiting for you,” the doctor said, “and now I want you to meet a very charming lady who is a friend of mine, Miss Jaela Compton.”
Jaela crouched down so that she was the same height as Kathy.
“I have been admiring your dolls’ house,” she said. “I used to have one when I was your age, but it was much smaller.”
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