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packing? Or
resign herself to the fact that this position would never work out. And now
Miss Blakemore was trying to confuse her with this ludicrous story of her
daughter being able to talk to ghosts. This was all just too much.
    "What am I going to do?" Sabrina cried, feeling
lost and confused. "I can’t possibly accept the position now. Miss
Blakemore, can you find me another job? And soon, please. I only have funds for
another day or two at most."
    "Don’t be silly," Cassiopeia said with a wave of
her hand, dismissing Sabrina’s objections without a thought. "This is the
perfect position for you. And I promise that you won’t have to tell any falsehoods.
Mr. Northcliffe won’t even know Alice is in the house. Besides, you two will be
so preoccupied with each other and the running of that big old house that such
a thing will never even come up in conversation. It wouldn’t be proper anyway
for an employee to discuss their family matters with the master of the house.
Would it?"
    "No, I suppose not." Sabrina still wasn’t entirely
convinced that this was a good idea. "What did you mean that Mr.
Northcliffe and I will be preoccupied with each other?"
    "Did I say that?" Cassie asked placing a hand on
her chest and appearing as innocent as a young girl. "What I meant to say
was that you will be so busy getting the staff and the house running smoothly,
that you won’t have time for idle conversation with Mr. Northcliffe."
    Sabrina nodded in agreement. That made more sense. But she
was still uncomfortable with the deception that she was about to embark upon.
    "Now, let’s get your things packed and I’ll be sure to
check up on you in a few days and see how things are going. And if you ever
need someone to watch little Alice for a few hours or even overnight, my mother
and I would consider it a distinct pleasure." Cassie gave Alice a wink and
a smile.
    "Oh yes, Mama," Alice exclaimed jumping up off the
bed. "Can I go stay with Cassie sometime? I want to talk to Madame Lou."
    Cringing at the mention of the psychic, Sabrina wanted to
refuse Cassie’s kind offer. But Alice was obviously already excited at the
prospect, and there might be a time in the future when such a need would arise.
    "Thank you, Miss Blakemore. You can’t imagine how
grateful I am for all you’ve done for Alice and myself." Sabrina reached
out her hands to the other woman.
    "You must call me Cassie, please," Cassiopeia
said, grasping Sabrina’s fingers and squeezing them with real friendship. "I
just know we are going to be good friends. I hope you will come take tea with
me sometime when you have a free afternoon. And of course you must bring Alice."
    "We will," Sabrina said. "But you must come
by in a few days to make sure I haven’t been fired. I still am not certain I’ll
be able to hide Alice from Mr. Northcliffe."
    "Don’t worry, Mama," Alice said after sitting back
down. "Papa told me that the cook at Mr. Northcliffe’s house loves little
girls and will make sure that I’m tucked away out of the master’s sight. And, Mr.
Northcliffe’s mama is a friend of Papa’s and she is very excited that we will
be moving in."
    "There you go," Cassie said with a smile. "Everything
is going to work out just perfect."
    The young woman seemed convinced that the wild imaginings of
an eight-year old child about her dead father were a perfectly acceptable form
of verification. Sabrina was not so easily swayed, but now was not the time to
say so. She owed Cassiopeia too much to be telling the woman that she might be
a little bit daft to believe such nonsense. Besides, it seemed to make Alice
happy that she had someone who could corroborate her story. And if nothing
else, Sabrina wanted Alice to be happy, so she held her tongue.
    "Well, ladies," Cassie said moving to the door. "I
have another placement that I’m working on, so you two get yourselves across
town before it gets dark. I don’t want to have to be worrying about you.
Bye-bye!"
    And she was