"I can't believe Great-Uncle Milton left us this house," Clarice said. "It's rather like a mansion!"
"It's a welcome change from our old life," said Mother.
"Um. Mother? I don't think we're alone here."
"That so?"
"Did Great-Uncle Milton's will say anything about another family living with us?"
"Maybe. Why do you ask?"
"A whole family of mice just scurried through the tiny door under the staircase."
"That would be the Crumbletons, dear. Uncle Milton knew them from his summer house. They became dear friends."
"So neat! I think I'm going to be great friends with their daughter."
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