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And then Rosalind's letter came. It came by the afternoon post -- the big, mauve, scented, sprawled sheets, dashingly monographed across one corner.
"Gilbert's wife," pronounced Grandmama, non-committally from her easy chair, and, said in that tone, it was quite sufficient comment. "Another cup of tea, please, Emily."