"Well, come in now you are here! You're not afraid anyhow, what ?" "Oh no!" laughed Gracie.

"I'm not a bit afraid.

But I'm supposed to be in bed; and if Father finds out I'm not--" She paused with her customary sense of the dramatic.
"Well ?" laughed Piers.

"What'll happen then ?" "I shall cop it," said Gracie elegantly.
Nevertheless she came to him, and stood on the grass outside the window.
The lamplight from within shone on her upturned face with its saucy, confiding smile.

Her head was uncovered and gleamed golden in the radiance.