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Most hated aspect of Darrow, the telephone, had been ringing all day.

At first, Ilithyia had not known what to do with it, having never used it before. She had been shown basics by neighbour whom she trusted little and knew well enough now to answer when it rang. Unlike the few times she had answered before, there was no voice when she pressed the button. All she heard was a man, breathing heavily, the sound lascivious and bothersome. Anger mounted with each passing call, not only for the interruption they provided, but because she was yet preparing for a guest.

Though she had done her share of entertaining in Rome, there had always been slaves to prepare and she found she cared little for the preparations when done herself. Meg would have to content herself with wine Ilithyia had been given by a particularly interested admirer.

The telephone rang once more and Ilithyia listened for a moment before snarling, "I will have your head, cunt, if such nonsense is not stopped immediately."

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