The two were closeted together for some time, and when they finally appeared, Mrs.Gray looked strangely flushed and nervous.

But there was a smile on her nephew's thin lips and a dangerous flicker in his crafty eyes.
"I'll stake my last cent he's been getting money out of his poor little aunty," said David to Grace.

"He's just the kind to do it." "Poor Mrs.Gray!" exclaimed Grace.

"I am so sorry for her.

You can't think how she's been planning this party for months.