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The weeks had drifted slowly along, the Houses of Parliament were up for their Easter vacation, and Sherringborne and Lady Edna were back at Borne Abbey. Nothing bad happened in the meantime, despite the wild shrieking of the newspapers, and the sensational Press for once was frankly puzzled.
And, meanwhile, down there at Borne Abbey, the daffodils were blooming in the woods and already the first May buds were breaking in the hedges.