It cast a faint shadow on the pleasure of the coming reunion with her family and friends.

She hated to feel that she was making Tom unhappy, yet she was equally certain that, with her, work still came first.
"I can't give up my work," she said aloud.
"Well, who said you should ?" demanded Emma Dean's matter-of-fact tones.
The door stood partly open and Emma had entered just in time to hear Grace's emphatic utterance.
"Has the prodigal returned ?" "She has," smiled Grace.

Grace recounted what had taken place that evening.

"Isn't it wonderful how college helps these girls to find themselves, Emma ?" she asked when she had finished her recital.
"College and Grace Harlowe," declared Emma.
"You mustn't say that," Grace colored and shook her head in emphatic denial.
"Oh, yes, I must, because it is the truth," insisted Emma.

"Dear Loyalheart, your Highway of Life led you back into the Land of College, didn't it ?" Grace nodded.