If you will give me her address I will write to her to-night." Evelyn flushed hotly.

"Oh, no, you mustn't!" she exclaimed sharply.
"That is--I mean you--mustn't put yourself--to so much trouble for me," she added lamely.
"It won't be a particle of trouble," assured Grace.

"I should like to do so." Evelyn's confusion deepened.

"I--can't--" she floundered.
Grace regarded her with quiet, searching eyes.

But before she had time to go on from wonder at Evelyn's strange objection to her writing her sister to actual suspicion, Evelyn interposed eagerly, "I'll give you the address, with pleasure, Miss Harlowe.