The servant whispered something to Athens sitting in the garden behind the easel with an unfinished painting. She nodded briefly, put the brush and stood up. A few minutes later she appeared at the threshold of the living room in the paint spattered smock sleeveless. - You sent for me, Grandpa? - Yes, Athens, come, let me introduce you to Margaret, Countess Tvillingem. Your Grace, this is my granddaughter Athens McAllister. Even in his sixty years of her ladyship he kept, like a queen. Graying tight curls were visible from under the hat brim. Eyebrows have almost was not, and a high forehead covered with wrinkles. But when her eyes dark eyes stopped at Athens, he was so startled, as if the girl has suddenly grown a third arm or another pair of legs.
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