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She was inspecting her tulips, and was followed by Miss Munnion, and at a little further distance by the gardener.

Of course Diana ought to come before everything, and yet Miss Munnion did not seem able to make up her mind to go to her.

She had not to wait long, for Miss Munnion reappeared in less than five minutes shaking her head mournfully.

It was an evident relief to Miss Munnion to be taken in hand firmly even by a child.

She waved her mittened hand fretfully, and Iris, thankful to be released, flew with her good news to the trembling Miss Munnion.