CHAPTER XXII.
DANGER AHEAD MY DEAR GRACE: Will you come and see me at my office after school to-day?
I have something very important to discuss.
Sincerely yours, EMMA THOMPSON.
Grace read the letter over twice.

What in the world could Miss Thompson want to discuss with her?
Perhaps she had not been doing well enough in her classes.

But Grace rejected the idea.

She always kept up to the average, and it was only those who fell below who ever received warnings from the principal.
Perhaps it was--well, never mind, she would wait and see.

As soon as school was over she hurried to the principal's office and tapped on the door.
"Well, Grace, my dear," said Miss Thompson, as the young girl entered, "did my note frighten you ?" "No, indeed," replied Grace; "I had a clear conscience and I don't expect to fail in exams to-morrow, although I am not so studious as Anne Pierson or Miriam." "Of course you don't expect to fail, my dear," said the principal, kindly, for, of all the girls in the school, Grace was her favorite.