There was a brief silence between them, then Grace spoke.
"Tom, what do you suppose that means ?" "I don't know, Grace," was the answer.

"It didn't sound very promising." "I should say not," said Grace decidedly.

"I feel sure that Henry Hammond is a thoroughly unscrupulous person, and I shall not rest until I find out what the conversation we overheard leads to." "I believe you are right," said Tom, "and I'm only sorry I can't be here to help ferret the thing out." "I'll write and keep you posted as to my progress," promised Grace, as she said good-bye to Tom at the Harlowe's door, a little later.
"Good-bye, Tom.

Best wishes to Arnold.

I'm sorry I didn't see him again." "Good-night, Grace, and good-bye," said Tom, and with a hearty handshake they parted.
As Grace prepared for bed that night she turned Marian's words over and over in her mind, but could arrive at no logical conclusion, and finally dropped to sleep with the riddle still unsolved..