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. 'Lucifer's office, Rahab speaking. Repeat, please. I will inquire.' She looked at Jerry.
'I'll take it.' Jerry operated without a visible telephone instrument. 'Speaking. No. I said, no. No, damn it! Refer that to Mr Ashmedai. Let Me have the other call.' He muttered something about the impossibility of getting competent help, then said, 'Speaking. Yes, Sir!' Then He said nothing for quite a long time. At last He said, 'At once, Sir. Thank you.'
Jerry stood up. 'Please excuse Me, Alec; I have work to do. I can't say when I will be back. Try' to treat this waiting as a vacation. and My house is yours. Katie, take care of him. Sybil, keep him amused.' Jerry vanished.
`Will I keep him amused!' Sybil got up and stood in front of me, rubbed her hands together. Her western clothes faded out, leaving Sybil. She grinned.
Katie said mildly, 'Sybil, stop that. Grow more clothes at once or I'll send you home.'
'Spoilsport.' Sybil developed a skimpy bikini. 'I plan to make Saint Alec forget that Danish baggage.'
'What'll you bet, dear? I've been talking to Pat.'
'So? What did Pat say?'
'Margrethe can cook.'
Sybil looked disgusted. 'A girl spends fifty years on her back, studying hard. Along comes some slottie who can make chicken and dumplings. It's not fair.'
I decided to change the subject. 'Sybil, those tricks you do with clothes are fascinating. Are you a graduate witch now?'
Instead of answering me at once, Sybil glanced at Katie, who said to her: 'All over with, dear
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