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There came a knock at the door, and Madame Wolsky walked in. She was
dressed for a journey.
"I have to go out of town this morning," she said, "but the place I am
going to is quite near, and I shall be back this afternoon."
"Where are you going?" asked Sylvia, naively. "Or is it a secret?"
"No, it is not a secret." Anna smiled provokingly. "I am going to go to a
place called Lacville. I do not suppose you have ever heard of Lacville,
Sylvia?"
The other shook her head.
"I thought not," cried Anna, suddenly bursting out laughing. Then,
"Good-bye!" she exclaimed, and she was gone before Sylvia could say
anything else.
Lacville? There had been a sparkle, a look of life, of energy in Anna's
face. Why was Anna Wolsky going to Lacville? There was something about
the place concerning which she had chosen to be mysterious, and yet she
had made no secret of going there.
Mrs. Bailey jumped out of bed, and dressed rather more quickly than
usual.
It was a very hot day. In fact, it was unpleasantly hot. How delightful
it would be to get into the country even for an hour.


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