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"
How
d
’
you
do
?
"
said
Mary
.
Mr
.
Hartog
laughed
.
I
said
,
"
I
hope
you
know
your
companion
is
a
witch
.
"
Mr
.
Hartog
laughed
.
We
all
felt
good
.
Margie
said
,
"
I
’
ve
asked
for
a
table
by
the
window
.
That
one
there
.
"
"
You
also
had
them
put
special
flowers
,
Margie
.
"
"
Mary
,
I
have
to
do
something
to
repay
all
your
kindness
.
"
They
went
on
like
this
during
and
after
Margie
had
seated
us
,
and
Mr
.
Hartog
laughed
at
every
period
,
clearly
a
brilliant
man
.
I
made
a
plan
to
get
a
word
from
him
,
but
later
.
The
set
table
seemed
fine
and
very
white
and
the
silver
which
wasn
’
t
silver
looked
extra
silvery
.
Margie
said
,
"
I
’
m
the
hostess
and
that
means
I
’
m
the
boss
and
I
say
martinis
whether
you
want
them
or
not
.
"
Mr
.
Hartog
laughed
.
