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 Durham's apartment, so you won't see my name on the board."

"Mrs. Testly Durham, the writer?" Philippa asked, eagerly.

"Yes. You seem surprised."

"Where did you meet her?"

"In Paris. We spent last winter in the same house."

"I'd like to know her."

"Well, call on me in the morning, and you'll find her at home. Good-bye again."

Philippa stepped to the window and watched her friend's odd but not inelegant figure as it descended the broad steps. "What should her relations with Victoria be?" she mused. Evidently she had new advantages and losses to adjust and balance. Victoria staying with Mrs. Testly Durham, the famous authoress, was a different thing from Victoria by herself in some studio. Then there was the Morton question. These suggestions hardly framed themselves as thoughts. She was unconscious of her own calculating meanness, tuft-hunting and snobbishness, and looked 74