experienced a miracle then,” Agatha muttered. “I swear I was covered in them just a few minutes ago.” “You were probably covered in guilt,” Charlotte said. “So, what’s the reasoning behind your refusal to attend your mother’s dinner party?” Agatha dropped down on the matching chair right next to Charlotte’s and looked around before she lowered her voice. “I don’t have much time to explain, but I wanted to check on Miss Sumner, the poor woman my mother forced to take my place.” She cleared her throat.