Two minutes later Miriam appeared, an amused look on her dark face, several books tucked under one arm.

"Driven from home," she declaimed, posing on the threshold, her free hand appealingly extended.

"Will no one help me ?" "I will." Grace reached forth her hand, dragging Miriam into the room.
"Hurry through your lessons and we'll have a spread.

I'm sorry you weren't with us to-night, but Anne and I weren't sure as to just how successfully our plan would work.

Everything went smoothly, though." Grace related briefly what had taken place at the dinner.
"I am glad Ruth and Arline settled their differences," commented Miriam.
"We all knew that Arline was at fault.