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At lastshe heard a door opening upstairspossibly the one she had heard slammed
when she had knocked. Then the creak of a stairand feet wearing thick socks came
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dressed. It took her some moments to recognize her sister. She came down slowly
another three steps.
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She sat down and folded her arms.
Briony remained standing with one foot still on the garden paththe other on the
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