Grace wheeled about into a pair of encircling arms.

A very tall, fair-haired young woman stood looking down on her with a face full of lively affection.

"I wonder if you are as glad to see me as I am to see you, Grace," was her first speech.
"Every bit as glad," responded Grace with emphasis.

"Emma and I have been looking forward to your coming every day since we came." "Emma ?" interrogated Patience.

"Do you mean to tell me that Emma Dean is here ?" "Yes," replied Grace happily.