It's too good to be true." Grace beamed fondly on her tall, humorous classmate who had been a never-failing source of amusement to the Wayne Hall girls.
"Since you are determined to have facts, here goes.

I've come back to Overton, the land of the dig and the home of the sage, to show what four years of unremittent toil have done for me.

I am to be a living testimonial, one of the 'after taking the prescribed course I can cheerfully recommend, etc.,' kind.

Briefly and explicitly, I dropped off that train from the south that came in just before your train, and I'm going to be Miss Duncan's assistant in English." "You aren't really!" Grace's eyes were dancing.

"How splendid! Why I didn't know you intended to teach." "Neither did I," returned Emma, a shadow flitting across her face, "until I went home last June and found that things hadn't been going as smoothly as they might.