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“Mister?”, followed a faint tap at my door and I opened it to the mischievous eyes of my landlord’s daughter. “Come in, Dana. How nice to see you again. Would you like something to drink? Let me help you with your coat. You can sit over there while I fix you some hot chocolate. Would you like that?” (Rhetorical question.) “Thank you, Sir. Am I supposed to call you Master?” “That is up to you. Did your mother tell you what to do when you were here?” “She told me to be very nice to you and...