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“Dear Diva; she loves a good gossip,” said Miss Mapp effusively. “Such an interest she has in other people’s ​affairs. So human and sympathetic. I’m sure our dear hostess told her all about her adventures at the Palace.”

There was only seven minutes left before the tram started, and though this was not a perfect opening, it would have to do. Besides, the Major saw Mrs. Plaistow coming energetically along the High Street with whirling feet.

“Yes, and we haven’t finished with​—​ha​—​royalty yet,” he said, getting the odious word out with difficulty. “The Prince of Wales will be passing through the town on Saturday, on his way to Ardingly Park, where he is spending the Sunday.”

Miss Mapp was not betrayed into the smallest expression of interest.

“That will be nice for him,” she said. “He will catch a glimpse of our beautiful Tilling.”

“So he will! Well, I’m off for my game of golf. Perhaps the Navy will be a bit more efficient to-day.”

“I’m sure you will both play perfectly!” said Miss Mapp.