CHAPTER III.
PHILIPPA thrust Valdeck's card into her bosom as she left the studio, and with a beating heart descended to her rendezvous. She found Valdeck apparently absorbed in the study of the index-board in the lower hall.
"Were you recognized?" she asked, in her deepest conspirator voice.
He started. "No, I think not, and, besides, he really knows nothing, but I am anxious to keep away from all possibly hostile observation."
"Of course," said Philippa, rather disappointed that the danger was not more imminent. She glanced at him sharply as they emerged into the street, and her quick intuition told her that Valdeck had been more disturbed than he was willing to own. "You are not telling me all," she said, reproachfully. "You have had a shock—oh, yes, I can see it! you can't deceive me—
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