"We'll take it up with the saleswoman, then write you." "Very well.

I shall expect to hear from you within the next three days." Grace turned away, far from satisfied.

Yet there was nothing else to do.
Long since she had learned that the system employe of a department store is a law unto himself, and as unchangeable in his methods as the most stubborn Mede or Persian ever dreamed of being.
And now for her interview with Evelyn.

How could she best approach the girl whom she suspected of having first shamefully betrayed her sister's confidence, then purposely misrepresented matters to her?
And what had Evelyn done with the money?
These and similar painful questions occupied her thoughts so fully that she did not realize that she had reached Harlowe House until she found herself ascending the front steps.
Without giving herself time to consider delaying the disagreeable interview, Grace hurried up the stairs.

To her surprise Evelyn's door stood partially open.