"Oh, Miss Harlowe, can you, will you forgive me ?" she sobbed.
"You mustn't cry so, Miss Ward," soothed Grace.

"Of course I forgive you.

If Miss West had not brought you home to me I intended to go to New York City to look for you.

Remember, you are, and I hope will be until your college days are over, a Harlowe House girl." "You are too good to me," sobbed Evelyn.
Grace led her gently to a chair.

"Sit down," she urged.
Evelyn sank into the chair.