Linking her arm in her mother's, she towed her gently along toward the automobile to meet the unexpected arrivals.
"Won't you come with us, Mrs.Harlowe ?" invited Mrs.Gray.The two women exchanged not only greetings but significant smiles as well.
"Thank you; not this morning.

I prefer to leave Grace to you and Tom." Again her eyes met those of the older woman with the same enigmatic smile.
"There is mystery in the very air," declared Grace gayly.

"I can tell by the way you two are exchanging eye-signals.

Whatever the great secret is, Mother knows it.

Now don't you ?" she challenged, her affectionate gaze resting on Mrs.Harlowe.
"I'll answer that question when you come back," parried her mother.
"I'll hold you to your word," came the retort.