I retrieved a catalogue from the topmost box and brought it back to the Kellers. “I, um, hope you like it,” I said, feeling like an idiot. How could I ask them what it was for without betraying how incompetent I was? Harry and Harriet exchanged a knowing look. “You don’t know, do you, dear,” Harriet said, putting a wrinkled hand on my arm. “About the catalogue.” I flushed. “No need to be embarrassed,” Harry said, “everyone’s got to learn somehow.” He rolled the catalogue into a cylinder and slapped it once or twice against his palm. “It’s a basic divination tool, for the sort of everyday
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