"I can't read," Mary said.

"Oh, of course you can. I'll call Father and tell him you have another job."

"No, you don't understand. I mean I can't read."

"Can't? As is you do not know how to read?" Victoria turned to face the location from where Mary had spoken.

"Yes." Mary sobbed. "I'm sorry."

"Why didn't you tell us, Mary?" Ginnie's heartbeat had slowed. "We will teach you to read."

"It's a great power," Jake chimed in. "The very best of skills."

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