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conversations.value: a title for a book about Margaret, August, Helena with the genre: Teen & Young Adult, Literature & Fiction
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conversations.value: A title for this book could be 'That Inevitable Victorian Thing'
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conversations.value: Give me the first two paragraphs for this book.. End with the sentence '"'.
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conversations.value: That Inevitable Victorian Thing
  The corners of Edmund's mouth turned up just slightly, and he paused a fraction longer than polite conversation would require. "I know, darling," he said at last. Now it was his turn to find his hands shaking as he set down his teacup. "I just don't want you to be disappointed if this doesn't work."
  Margaret watched her father for a moment, trying to decide whether the trace of anxiety she detected was real or a projection of her own. She did not share very many physical traits with him, but she had emulated so many of his mannerisms that she knew she resembled him most when speaking or thinking. Finally, she declared, "If the plan doesn't turn out, then we shall simply have to find a way to have our cake and eat it, too," Margaret said. "We're not French."
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conversations.value: Give me five more paragraphs.
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conversations.value: A week ago, that would have made no sense to Margaret whatsoever, but as Helena set up the crib game and cut the deck for first deal, she found herself on the borders of understanding. She wasn't sure she'd be able to transmit the details to her sisters just yet, but she had the whole summer to practice.
  BY FRIDAY morning, they were well and truly settled in the house, and when she woke up early, Helena decided that the cooler weather that accompanied the rain made it a good day for baking. Fanny and Margaret, who had kept their promise to sleep until noon every day since the previous Friday's party, took their time mustering themselves into the kitchen, and in their absence, Helena had taken over the entire room with scones, biscuits, bread, and was rolling piecrust on the kitchen table when they finally meandered in.
  Fanny stirred the pot critically. "I think you'll be all right. Not that anyone has ever succeeded in duplicating your grandmother's recipe."
  Margaret's face betrayed her confusion, which made sense as sugar pie was French Canadian and entirely reliant on the presence of maple trees, while pecan pie was from the American States, which had very little to offer in terms of culinary culture.
  Fanny produced some jam to go with the scones and tea, and then all three of them turned their attention to the tarts, which came together quickly. When the last tart was made, Helena and Margaret tried to help with the dishes, but Fanny turned them out of the kitchen while the tarts were baking, claiming that she needed to restore sanity to the room herself.
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conversations.value: Give me the last two paragraphs.
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conversations.value: Unending thanks to Team Dutton: Julie Strauss-Gabel, Anna Booth, Natalie Vielkind, Theresa Evangelista, Elaine Damasco, Rosanne Lauer, and The Indispensible Melissa Faulner.
  Andrew Karre, what would I even do? Thank you for your extreme patience as I struggled to get this done as well as I could (often without being able to explain myself), and for humouring my Canadian-ness even more than usual. I'd say I was sorry for destroying Michigan again, but we'd both know I was lying.