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</div><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">When Miss Widcombe was glaring and speaking to Rikkie, she shrank back and felt incredibly small and helpless.  Tears began to form in the corners of her eyes, as she tried not to collapse in fear and shame.  Unable to look Miss Widcombe in the eye, Rikkie's face felt red with embarrassment as she averted her gaze and prayed that Miss Widcombe would stop blaming her for the door being stuck.<br/>
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Fortunately for Rikkie, young Mister Widcombe arrived in the foyer and distracted his sister, saying something about 'barometric pressure'.  Rikkie managed to stop feeling sorry for herself and now felt sorry for Greg as his sister's harsh voice was turned towards him.  Greg brushed it off and defended Miss Corne.  He then regarded the door, making sure that it was indeed unlocked, as Rikkie believed it to be, and he also tried to open it but it would not move.  He then suggested that they call Mr. Wahl, but then made a strange and unflattering sounding remark about how maybe Mr. Wahl might not be able to open it, either.<br/>
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Miss Widcombe seemed to understand his comment and replied that how tired Mr. Wahl might be was none of Mr. Widcombe's business.  Then, Miss Ishimoto came, following Miss Widcombe and began complaining that she did not feel good.  The woman gasped Rikkie's name, for help, but Miss Widcombe was faster in attending to the pregnant woman.  Miss Ishimoto  then exclaimed, with some pain, that her baby was not due for another week!  Even Rikkie knew that a baby might easily come a week early!<br/>
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Although Rikkie wanted to run and hide from Miss Widcombe, she dutifully began to follow the two women to a sofa in the parlor.  She almost jumped out of her skin when she heard the sounds of doors slamming shut all through the mansion!<br/>
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</div><span style="font-family: 'Georgia'">From the raised voices, especially Grace's, Karl sadly knew that something was going wrong in the foyer and that Greg probably wasn't helping matters.  Lucia and the younger blonde woman were engaged in what looked to be an innocent conversation, so Karl believed that he might freely leave the parlor and deal with Grace and Greg and whatever the Hell was going on.<br/>
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Before he could start walking there, he saw that Grace was helping the pregnant woman to a sofa.  He saw that Audrey seemed to be hurrying towards the kitchen.  Greg was standing about, doing nothing but looking smug.  Rikkie's face was red, her eyes were downcast and she was visibly trembling.<br/>
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Karl was about to ask if there was any way he might help someone when he started to hear the sounds of doors slamming all about the mansion.  What the fuck was happening???</span>