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...and then two days later mervin and Clarence in the lounge at home  were having late breakfast,  it was  a warm morning of  summer,  Clarence added  sugar and  milk to his coffee  before  plunging into his newspaper,  he was a professional stockbroker  therefore he would most carefully  scan the commerce page and  other  matters quite  in detail,  this  habit  of his was included  in his daily routine,   his job took him to the Wallstreet  brokage house every day  where he worked as a freelancer  , he visited it as often as it was needed 

Mervin had kept her   small  leather  bound  notebook open  and checking   previous events   important to her,  she  religiously  was regular  diary keeper, they both had started eating their breakfast when their chef  Ivana entered the lounge holding a tray  announcing  ceremoniously  that he would like to show in a visitor 

Mervin lifted up her head in surprise  who called that early morning 

Clarence looked from the upper edge of the newspaper  and enquired his chef Ivana who was it

Miss marya deller 

Thats so odd said Clarence  putting away the newspaper on his side  and asked his wife  Mervin  when did she become so close to deller that she dropped by so early morning that too unchaperoned