Without a word he went into the arcana behind the partition that cuts off the mysteries of the prescription room in every drug store from the front of the store.
When Muller returned he handed her a packet, for which she paid and which she dropped quickly into her pocketbook, hugging the pocketbook close to herself.
Adele turned and was about to hurry from the store with Constance.

"Oh, excuse me," she said suddenly as if she had just recollected something, "I promised a friend of mine I'd telephone this afternoon, and I have forgotten to do it.

I see a pay station here." Constance waited.
Adele returned much quicker than one would have expected she could call up a number, but Constance thought nothing of it at the time.

She did notice, however, that as her friend emerged from the booth a most marvelous change had taken place in her.

Her step was firm, her eye clear, her hand steady.