"Tell me," she whispered tensely.
Grace's gray eyes filled with tears.

The hungry look in Ruth's eyes told its own story.

"He is alive, Ruth," she said, steadying her voice.

"At least he was alive less than six months ago.

I'll begin at the very first and tell you everything." It was half an hour later when the two friends set out for Wayne Hall.
"I am so happy; it seems as though I must be with you girls to-night," declared Ruth.