"
"What do you mean by a miracle?"
"I've had a revelation."
Wayward stared. "At what hour?"
"The right hour--this afternoon. Just in time to save me--and to
save YOU."
"At five o'clock? Do you mean you had a visit?"
"She came to me--she stayed two hours."
"Two hours? Nona Vincent?"
"Mrs. Alsager." Violet Grey smiled more deeply. "It's the same
thing."
"And how did Mrs. Alsager save you?"
"By letting me look at her. By letting me hear her speak. By
letting me know her."
"And what did she say to you?"
"Kind things--encouraging, intelligent things."
"Ah, the dear woman!" Wayworth cried.
"You ought to like her--she likes YOU. She was just what I wanted,"
the actress added.
"Do you mean she talked to you about Nona?"
"She said you thought she was like her. She IS--she's exquisite."
"She's exquisite," Wayworth repeated. "Do you mean she tried to
coach you?"
"Oh, no--she only said she would be so glad if it would help me to
see her. And I felt it did help me. I don't know what took place--
she only sat there, and she held my hand and smiled at me, and she
had tact and grace, and she had goodness and beauty, and she soothed
my nerves and lighted up my imagination.
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