With the exception of Grace, all present were soon hard at work.

One hand resting lightly on a sheet of the monogrammed paper which Elfreda had provided in profusion, with her other hand Grace nervously gripped her fountain pen.

Should she or should she not write to Tom?
Although she owed the usual amount of letters to various correspondents, she now thought only of writing to the man for whose strange silence she could not account.
It was Tom's place to write her.

She had answered his first letter.

Yet she could not believe that carelessness was responsible for his silence.
Something must have happened to him.