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AT nine o'clock the next morning Corinna came through the sunshine on the flagged walk and got into her car. She was wearing her smartest dress of blue serge and her gayest hat of a deep old red. Never had she looked more radiant; never had she carried her glorious head with a more triumphant air.
"Stop first at Mrs. Rokeby's, William," she said to the chauffeur, "and while I am there you may take this list to market."