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Katia Robinson came out of the bedroom, still rubbing her eyes. She was a confirmed sleeper. And she admitted it. Katia was a young woman who easily recognized her faults and her qualities. She had plenty of both. She thought, as she thought so often when she got out of bed each morning, that when she got married (if she ever got married), she would sleep until two o'clock every morning. That was it. When she got here with her thoughts, she smiled. Assuming, of course, that she married well. Her sister was married, the wife of a lawyer, and yet she had to get up almost at dawn to prepare her husband's breakfast. But they loved each other. They loved each other very much. Something had to make up for getting up early.