"No, Travers," Evelyn said with a dismissive wave of her hand, "I've organized the flowers; I really out to attend myself."

At least, that would remain Evey's intention. She had always had the best intentions, but as with this evening, sometimes they did not prove to be enough.

"Besides," she pointed out with forced levity, "it must be so tedious, spending so much time with those with whom you have so little in common!"