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Vava discreetly vanished, leaving the sisters together on the plea that she was interested in flowers and wished to look over the greenhouses.
This was delicacy on her part. She saw that Mary and her sister had a lot to confide, and without saying much the two girls were grateful. It was dusk, and the lamps were lighted. It was a peaceful summer evening, with no suggestion of strife or trouble. The windows were open to catch the breeze. Every now and then Mary could see Vava's graceful figure as she flitted about the garden.