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"Yes. It was just accidental we found the
girl, though. Mother has some lace to be
mended, as you saw; and when she inquired a
little, one of her friends told her about discover-
ing this girl that does such fine work."

"What is her name?"

"Rose Seville, I believe."

"Seville! That is a place in Spain, isn't it?
First class in geography stand up, as Mother
says! And it's awfully like Savilla, too!"

Lucia looked puzzled, then saw her uncle, who
came from the drawing room into the hall as the
girls reached the foot of the stairs. He was
ready to leave the house, they saw. Nodding
to Betty, whom he had seen before since her
arrival, he detained Lucia for some message;
Betty did not hear what it was and would not
have listened. She went on into the drawing
room and walked to one of the windows that
looked out upon the lawns, now lovely with
flowers.

Betty was thinking about the girl upstairs.
Rose, like the "Rosie" of Mrs. Woods account.
Seville, like Sevilla, and that man had called
them the Sevillas. At least _he_ had not found
them; and if this were Ramon's sister, she must
have found enough work to get along. She

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