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said Aunt Violet.
    â€˜I’m afraid we will be,’ Basil said earnestly. ‘The crew will have to stay here while we’re filming, and I’ll be doing lots of research to uncover everything I possibly can about the house and the family.’
    â€˜So you’ll have to find out why Aunt Violet came to live with us,’ Clementine said.
    Aunt Violet’s jaw dropped. ‘That’s quite enough, Clementine. My living here is of no interest to anyone.’
    â€˜I’m afraid you’re wrong about that,’ Basil said, rubbing his beard. ‘People love a human interest story.’
    â€˜Yes, well, we’ll need some more time to think about things won’t we, Clarissa?’ Aunt Violet glared at her niece, who could barely contain a smile. The old woman stalked off down the driveway. Basil frowned at Ana in puzzlement, wondering what Aunt Violet was hiding.
    â€˜Do you want to hold Lavender’s lead?’ Clementine asked Teddy.
    â€˜Yes, please,’ the boy said.
    â€˜That pig is so cute,’ said Araminta, as she and her younger sister walked along behind.
    Lavender turned and gave a little grunt just as Araminta spoke.
    â€˜She always knows when someone is talking about her,’ Clementine said with a smile.

There were at least as many people in the village that afternoon as there had been the night before. But this time they weren’t wearing dressing-gowns.
    Father Bob was standing at the church gate welcoming everyone. Lady Clarissa introduced the Hobbses and then the group followed some of the other village residents inside. Mr and Mrs Mogg were sitting down the front and Joshua Tribble and his parents and older brother were on the other side of the church.
    After a moment, Father Bob bustled down the aisle. ‘Good afternoon, everyone,’ he said. ‘Thank you all for coming at such short notice. I’ve spoken to Commander Sprout of the Highton Mill fire brigade. Today the brigade conducted a thorough investigation and it seems that the fire was indeed caused by faulty electrical wiring.’
    Margaret Mogg gasped.
    â€˜Please don’t worry yourself, Margaret. It had nothing to do with you turning off the lights. The brigade believe the fire started long after that.’
    A murmur went around the church. The villagers were glad to hear there had been no foul play involved and Mrs Mogg was relieved to know that she hadn’t caused the fire.
    â€˜Now, as you’ve all seen, there’s not much left of the old hall and what remains will have to be demolished. I’d like to thank you all for your support last night and I’d particularly like to thank Digby Pertwhistle and Clementine Appleby, who first noticed the fire.’
    Uncle Digby was sitting beside Clemmie and gave her a nudge and a wink. Clementine’s face felt as if it were burning a little bit.
    Father Bob beamed at her and then looked around the church hall. ‘Before I get to the most pressing business of the day, I would like to welcome our newest residents, Mr and Mrs Hobbs and their three children, to the village. We’re always pleased to have new folk in town and I hope that you’ll enjoy living here.’
    Basil and Ana smiled. Clementine noticed some of the villagers craning their necks to take a look.
    â€˜Thank you, Father Bob,’ Basil said. ‘I’m sure that we are going to love Penberthy Floss.’
    Father Bob nodded at him. ‘Now, we need to work out how we are going to rebuild the hall. It seems that the insurance won’t cover the full cost. Unless there is a builder willing to work for sandwiches and cake among you, I think we’re going to have to put our thinking caps on and come up with some fundraising ideas.’
    People began chatting at once.
    â€˜We could have a pet day,’ Clementine called out. ‘We had one at school to raise money for Queen Georgiana’s Animals.’
    Father Bob