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Miss Lavinia sat in her cosy sitting-room at Perrycourt, busy with the housekeeping accounts of the week. She was too good a business woman, and had too conscientious views respecting the responsibility of wealth, ever to let waste or extravagance interfere with her charities.
A loud knock at the hall door made her lift her pretty white head with a sudden start. It was so imperative a summons, and so unlike the application of any ordinary visitor. Then a quick, firm tread echoed on the polished oak floor of the hall, her door was flung impetuously open, and she was confronted by a dripping figure, whose white set face and eyes of despair gave a new meaning to its personality.