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</div><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">She was in the linen closet and had grabbed the blankets and sheets when the doorbell rang.  Carrying her load, Rikkie entered the main hall.  She could see down it's length all the way into the foyer.  Whoever had rung the bell had let themselves in!  It was a young adult man, dressed in black, clean shaven, with a lightly tan complexion and dark skin.  How had he gotten in?  The door had been stuck shut!<br/>
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With the storm's thunder and lightning, with Miss Widcombe's demands, the tensions and the pregnant woman in the parlor, Rikkie was tempted to go directly to the parlor and inform Mr. Widcombe that someone new had arrived.  However, she pushed her doubts aside and quickened her step to get to the foyer and greet the newly arrived guest.  He had not seen her, yet.  Because he called out and in the process he said, 'Greg', she believed that he must be someone the family knew.  Maybe this was Ethan?<br/>
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When she got to the foyer, she greeted him and said, over the bundle of bedding, <span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(247, 218, 100)">"Welcome, sir.  My name is Rikkie.  I'm sorry that I wasn't here when you rang the bell, but there's a bit of a situation in the parlor that needs taking care of.  If you would, please, let me show you to the parlor.  Young Mister Widcombe is there, along with a coffee service."</span><br/>
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The young man looked at Rikkie and she believed that he understood her, so she began to lead him to the parlor.</span>