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The Ella tilted her head, and Alfred went tumbling down.
Unlike The Girl, The Ella made no attempts at catching him, and he plopped softly onto the couch beneath him.

They both jumped when they heard The Mother come into the room carrying The Girl.

“Does she know?” Alfred whispered, motioning at the tall one.
“No, of course not.  Does she know?” The Ella whispered back (even though she didn’t have the fine skill of whispering honed quite yet), motioning at the little one.
“No, and it has to stay that way.”

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