“I say, was that umbrella stand there earlier today?” Oliver asked when he arrived home. “No.” Jack didn’t look up from the letter he was writing. Oliver glanced around the sitting room. “This carpet is new as well.” Jack looked at the carpet, as if only now registering its presence. “So it is,” he agreed, in a tone that indicated that helpful elves had perhaps delivered it. “And those candlesticks,” Oliver said wonderingly. “They’re new.” So was the clock on the chimney piece, the footstool by Oliver’s chair, and a ceramic figurine that bore an outrageous resemblance to Oliver. This last item
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