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Chapter Eight Breakfast at Great Bear Lodge began quite normally the following morning. The three tenants of the house ate scrambled eggs and ham with relish. It looked like a fine morning for work. As the meal came to a close, Samuel took his last gulp of steaming coffee and looked abruptly toward his daughter. “Johanna, it’s come to my attention that Amelia is overworked by this party of yours. While I realize her enthusiasm for the task might even match yours, it’s causing some problems that disturb me. I’ll be hiring Grady Donovan’s wife to help you.” Johanna looked seriously threatened by this unexpected development. She could have sworn her father gave his housekeeper a thorough paddling the day before, though she’d happily skipped free of the house when the battle was the most fi