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“Edith!” Laura came in carrying a newspaper.
“What is it?” Edith replied.
“It’s Lord and Lady Gillingham, they’re getting divorced.”
“Good grief! But they seemed so happy.”
“That’s not all, she found him in bed with her Maid and she’s filed for divorce. In the meantime, she’s gone down to Brighton with your sister.”
“What?” Edith reached over and took the newspaper. She scanned the article and saw the picture of Mabel walking arm in arm with Mary. Edith’s jaw dropped.
“I can’t believe it. I need a stroll.”
“We’d better hope we don’t bump into them on the beach.”