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for tea That was another thing Sara Lee had read about but never

seen--that ringing for tea At home no one served afternoon tea; but

at a party, when refresh, the hostess slipped out to

the kitchen and gave a whispered order or two

"I shall be frank with you," said Mrs Travers "I think it quite

iht be done And of

course there are wo ones too But the arer And of course one

never knows--" Her voice trailed off vaguely She implied, however,

that what one never knoas best unknown

"I have a niece over there," she said as the tea tray cao Now they can't get her back"

"Oh, dear!" said Sara Lee "Can't they find her?"

"She won't come Little idiot! She's in Paris, however I daresay

she is safe enough"

Mrs Travers htfully So far Mr Travers had hardly

spoken, but he cheered in true British fashion at the sight of the tea

Sara Lee, exceedingly curious as to the purpose of a very s a piano stool, which the maid had placed at her knee,

learned that it was to hold her muffin plate