The saga of the Mistress’ Child continues. “Welcome back, Little Mistress,” the familiar voice of the Butler called out to her as the Mistress’s Child returned from another of her walks around the tiny house. It might be small, but as long as her mother lay within, it was hers to maintain in as good a condition as possible. “What is it, Alfred?” She saw the frown on the Butler’s face. One thing she really liked about the Butler – he was a person very true with his feelings. “Your dress is so old, Little Mistress. Why don’t you go over to the Swedish store to get some new ones? I think Mistress would be happy to see you in new dresses.” “You know the rules, Alfred,” the Mistress’ Child replied with a smile, “My aunt has already placed a ban on the purchase of anything from the Swedish store. She claims that the local stores are as good, and buying from these stores would be cheaper since the sourcing is done by the purchasing staff at the Mansion.” “Little Mistress,” the Butler’s frow...
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