Come up and help me, dearest." The ingratiating emphasis she placed on the word "dearest" caused both Grace and Helen to laugh.
"All right, I will for just two minutes.

Want to come upstairs, Miss Harlowe ?" Grace smilingly shook her head.

"I'll stay here in case Mabel comes back." "Thank you," returned Helen.

"Miss Harlowe, this is Miss Redmond." The two girls exchanged friendly nods.

Then the flaxen-haired girl led the way, followed by Helen Burton, and Grace settled herself in the depths of a big chair to await their return.