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She sat up straight and faced him squarely, her plain face animated into near beauty by her rage.

“How dare you?” Her pleasant voice was a little shrill but well under control. “Until you came, I had my life planned and everything was… Can’t you see you’ve stirred me up? I was happy before.”

“Happy? With your broom and no chance of a glass slipper?” He got up and pulled her out of her chair and held her hand in his.

“Tabitha, shall we not be friends? After all, I expect to see a great deal of you in the future.”

Tabitha stared ahead of her at his white drill coat. She was thinking that, when he married Lilith, it would be so much more comfortable if they all got on well together.

She said in a bewildered voice, “Could we be friends?”

Tabitha felt his hands tighten on her own. “Yes, Tabby.” He let go of one hand and lifted her chin and gave her a long look, then kissed her on the cheek.

A nice brotherly kiss, thought Tabitha.