A Tale of Two Choices

"Greetings sister, look what I have brought with me." (Dorothea quaked).

"What is it Noah? It looks like one of those orphans but not nearly so pretty," shrieked Brenda

"Not only that, sister, but she is also a little thief, and you know what we do with thieves."

"Oh, yes, brother. First of all we take what they have stolen." Brenda put out her hand, and Dorothea dropped the locket into it. Brenda squealed with a noise approaching delight.

"And then we...
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