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most loathsome in her life. The effort to repress her disgust, however, only made her smile the sweeter. Foxmore was greatly encouraged. It was one of his fixed ideas that his manner was irresistible with "the sex." Bulling might hold over him, by reason of his wealth and social position, but give him a fair field without handicap and see who would win out! "I was about to do myself the honour and the pleasure of calling upon you this morning." "Oh, indeed. Well--ah--come in." Iola was fighting fiercely her loathing of him. It was against this man and his friends that Barney had defended her name. She led the way to her studio, ignoring the silly chatter of the man following her upstairs, and by the time he had fairly got himself seated she was coolly master of herself. "Just ran in to give you the great news." "To wit?" "Why, don't you know? The Philharmonic thing is settled. You've got it." Iola looked blank. "Why, haven't you heard that the Duff Charringtons have surrendered?" Iola recognized Dr. Bulling's words. "Surrendered? Just what, exactly?" "Oh, d-dash it all! You know the big fight that has been going on, the Duff Charringtons backing that little Redd girl." "Oh! So the Duff Charringtons have been backing the little Redd girl? Miss Evelyn Redd, I suppose? It sounds a little like a horse race or a pugilistic encounter." "A horse race!" he exclaimed. "Ha, ha, ha! A horse race isn't in it with this! But Bulling pulled the wires and you've got it." "But this is extremely interesting. I was not aware that the soloists were chosen for any other reason than that of merit." In spite of herself Iola had adopted a cool and somewhat lofty manner. "Oh, well, certainly on merit, of course. But you know how these things go." Dr. Foxmore was beginning to feel uncomfortable. The lofty air of this struggling, as yet unrecognized, country girl was both baffling and exasperating. "Oh, come, Miss Lane," he continued, making a desperate effort to recover his patronizing tone, "you know just what we all think of your ability." "What do you think of it?" Iola's tone was calmly curious. "Why, I think--well--I know you can do the work infinitely better than Evelyn Redd." "Have you heard Miss Redd in oratorio? I know you have never heard me." "No, can't say I have; but I know your voice and your style and I'm confident it will suit the part." "Thank you so much," said Iola sweetly; "I am so s
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