I must run downstairs and thank her for championing our cause.

I won't be gone five minutes." "We must go," declared Miriam.

"We are going to begin unpacking to-night." Running lightly down the stairs, Grace thrust her head between the portieres that separated the living-room from the hall.

Mrs.Elwood sat reading her magazine as placidly as though nothing had happened within the last hour to disturb her equanimity.
"Thank you ever so much, Mrs.Elwood," said Grace gratefully, walking up to the dignified matron and shyly offering her hand.
"Nonsense, child!" was the reply.

"You have nothing for which to thank me.