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“I’m sorry I was rude, Professor Culver. You must come whenever you want.”
Оглавление“Of course,” the professor responded. “Be good enough to ring me if you’re worried—and thank you for my supper. Not quite the evening I had intended, but nonetheless a good deal more interesting. And I leave my mother in good hands.”
He stood towering over Meg, staring down at her upturned face. Probably a very nice man, she thought illogically…if one happened to like him. And then he did the last thing she would have expected—he swooped down and kissed her on the cheek.
“Thank you, little Meg,” he said softly, and let himself out of the house.
Meg was left with a head full of mixed emotions.
