"Your room will be ready for you when you return." "That is what I call a stroke of genius on your part, Grace," remarked Miriam, as they entered her room.

"Mrs.Elwood can deal with the Anarchist more summarily without an audience." "It must be very humiliating for that Miss Atkins," mused Anne, "but it's her own fault." "Of course it's her own fault," emphasized Elfreda.

"She doesn't appear to know when the pleasure of her company is requested elsewhere." "Shall we go now ?" asked Anne, lifting her heavy suit case preparatory to moving.
"Not yet," counseled Grace.

"We must give her time enough to get out of sight before we appear." Elfreda boldly took up her station at the door and reported faithfully the enemy's movements.

After a twenty minutes' wait, the stout girl closed the door with a bang, exclaiming triumphantly: "She's gone! She just paraded down the hall carrying her goods and chattels.