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The dowager nodded. "Yes, where could a ten-year-old girl- all alone, in pajamas, with no money - possibly go in the middle of the night? It's inconceivable, using ordinary common sense. But for some reason, I don't find it all that strange. Far from it. I even get the feeling that it was something that had to happen. We're not even looking for her. I'm not doing anything, just watching the goldfish like this.