Grace tore open the envelope and immediately became absorbed in the contents of the letter.

"I wish she could come up here for commencement," she sighed, "and I wish she knew the truth about Kathleen West.

I can't write it.

It would seem so unfair and contemptible to present my side of the story to Mabel without giving Kathleen a chance to present hers.

That is, if she really considers that she has one." "I knew I'd find you here," called a disconsolate voice, and Emma Dean appeared from behind a huge flowering bush.