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Chapter SixAt dinner the Duke thought that Vina certainly looked much happier than she had the night before. She was talking animatedly to the men on either side of her and it struck him that Edgar also seemed in a better humour. It flashed through his mind that they might have come to some secret arrangement between themselves. And then it seemed impossible. He had, however, no chance of talking to Vina after dinner, as she did not play the piano again, she disappeared almost like a ghost before he was aware of what she intended to do. He knew that her aunt was very annoyed at her disappearance. He sat down beside her on the sofa while his other guests were arranging themselves at the card tables and Lady Wallace said, “I cannot imagine why Vina should be so elusive, unless, of cour