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Two days passed uneventfully. Elsie had not seen Gerald Rashleigh again, nor had Vera Barrington's husband put in another appearance. The house had resumed its normal aspect, everything moved on oiled wheels, and the well-trained servants were a revelation to Elsie. There was a certain number of callers, but Vera did not encourage them, so that the two girls saw a good deal of each other, and the farther Elsie saw into the mind of her companion, the more favorably impressed she was.
Outwardly, at any rate, there was no sign of the actress about Vera Barrington. She hardly ever mentioned the theatre, and there was nothing in her dress to indicate her profession. She longed for the time, she said, when she could get away from it all, and retire to a quiet place in the country. And it was obvious that she meant this, and was not posing in the least. Later perhaps she might be able to gratify her wish, but her degraded husband was a great drag upon her, and, besides, there was her brother to think about. Till he was safe she could do nothing.