CHAPTER XIX.
AN UNINTENTIONAL LISTENER "Delightful young person," commented Emma dryly, as the resounding slam of the door echoed through the room.
Grace walked slowly over to the chair which she had been occupying when Evelyn had made her tempestuous entrance, and sat down.

There was a brief silence, then, "Do you suppose Miss Wilder will send Evelyn home ?" "Grace, you aren't going to try to intercede for that hateful girl after this," Emma's tones quivered with vexation.
"I don't know.

I suppose it wouldn't be of much use.

Miss Wilder won't tolerate out and out disobedience.

I--yes, Emma, I'm going to see if I can save her.