I'll keep on wishing for my trunk and perhaps it will come." Grace walked to the window.

She leaned out, peering anxiously down the road.

Then, with a cry of delight, she exclaimed: "Come here, Anne." Anne walked obediently to the window.
"'Tell me, Sister Anne, do you see anything ?'" quoted Grace.
"You are saved, Fatima," returned Anne dramatically.

"It is an express wagon." Grace darted out of her door and down the stairs, meeting the expressman on the veranda, her trunk on his shoulder.

Anne, having notified Elfreda and Miriam that the trunks had arrived, went downstairs to look after hers.
"Now I can carry out my plan, after all," declared Grace, with great satisfaction.