Harry Russell. Divided loyalty (№ 429163)

He turned away, snapping his fingers at George and Margaret, who followed him. Instead of a set of mahjong, there was now a puppet on the Chinese lacquered table. The robot reached out, took her by the ropes, and carried her to the toy cabinet. The doll had a sad white face with ruddy cheeks and tiny black eyes. Her arms swayed freely, hanging from the sleeves of her burgundy Prydon robes.