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Rose was finishing a letter to Agatha on the balcony. She found it difficult to write to her sisters, they seemed so very far away.
She was afraid, too, that they might find her letters dull. You couldn't go on describing the blue grotto; besides, neither Agatha nor Edith cared for descriptions of scenery, they always skipped them in books; and as far as Rose could tell nobody played any particular game in Capri. Young men shot birds on Sunday afternoons when they could, but they weren't even the proper birds to shoot, so perhaps it was better not to mention them.