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Chapter FourVada stood looking into the wardrobe trying to decide which dress she should put on. It was quite a problem, because, when she had asked Pierre Valmont rather shyly what she should wear, he had replied, “Anything. You must not expect the Symbolists to be smart.” There was laughter in his eyes and she knew that he was amused at her preoccupation with her appearance. Equally she did not wish to appear peculiar, as she knew that she would if she wore an evening gown. There was also the difficulty of Charity. When Charity returned from shopping, Pierre Valmont had already gone and, if the maid had been a little more perceptive, she would have noticed that Vada was looking flushed and excited. But after she had told a long tale of the difficulties of finding the right sort of