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ONE sunny August afternoon saw those two charming sisters, the Miss Wryatts of Wratt-Wrothesley, in their favourite "living-room," a square antique hall, with windows of medieval coloured glass and ancient black-oak panelling, busily discussing with their other sister, Mrs. Major, the never-ending subject of Bee's wedding on the morrow.
Bee was to be married from the old family home-of course! So the Miss Wryatts had said from the first. That she should be married from Virginia Villa was, in their opinion, a thing unthinkable. Not only every spare room in the house-and there were fewer than might have been expected from its size, since a large amount of space went to reception rooms-but also every available bed in the neighbourhood, had been long engaged for the use of relatives and friends.