What would Madam Page say?
Loreen was nearly sober now.

But she was lapsing into a state of stupor.

Virginia was obliged to hold fast to her arm.

Several times the girl lurched heavily against her, and as the two went up the avenue a curious crowd of so-called civilized people turned and gazed at them.

When she mounted the steps of her handsome house Virginia breathed a sigh of relief, even in the face of the interview with the grandmother, and when the door shut and she was in the wide hall with her homeless outcast, she felt equal to anything that might now come.
Madam Page was in the library.