The air was heavy with the fumes of brandy . Estella laughed hysterically . Vivienne LeMar was grossly intoxicated . This woman whom Spencer Morgan worshipped , for whom he had forsaken her , was reeling about the room , laughing idiotically , talking wildly in a thick voice . If he could but see her now ! Estella turned white with the passion of the wild idea that had come to her . Spencer Morgan should see this woman in her true colours . She lost no time . Swiftly she left the room and locked the door behind her on the maudlin , babbling creature inside . Then she flung a shawl over her head and ran from the house . It was not far to the Morgan homestead . She ran all the way , hardly knowing what she was doing . Mrs. Morgan answered her knock . She gazed in bewilderment at Estella 's wild face . `` I want Spencer , '' said the girl through her white lips . The elder woman stepped back in dumb amazement . She knew and rued her son 's folly . What could Estella want with him ? The young man appeared in the doorway . Estella caught him by the arm and pulled him outside .
`` Miss XXXXX wants you at once , '' she said hoarsely .
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