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 But Victoria spoke not at all during their hasty journey to the old Verplank mansion.

As they turned the corner they caught a glimpse of Morton just disappearing between the storm doors. Victoria was somewhat taken aback, but Mrs. Durham laughed.

"All the better, before two witnesses. Now for it." They alighted, paid the cabby, and mounted the steps slowly. Victoria's heart beat hard, for she heartily hated a scene, while her friend as heartily rejoiced as she saw a fresh incident for her new novel rapidly developing in real life. They were admitted by the butler, who held aside the green curtains of the reception-room into which they passed single file.

Morton and Philippa rose from the divan somewhat hastily, and Philippa held out her hand with languid grace and a murmur of "So glad," which froze on her lips as Victoria deliberately thrust both hands in her muff, and Mrs. Durham's clear, light eyes gimleted into her hostess's violet orbs. She opened the battle without parley.

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