"I forgot all about Mary Reynolds." "Who is Mary Reynolds and what did I ever do to her that causes her to conspire to cheat me of the society of my friends ?" inquired Patience humorously.
"Not a single thing," assured Grace brightening again.

"She's the thirty-second applicant for admission to Harlowe House, but she's living there as my guest for a few days until she finds out whether she 'belongs.' Suppose you walk over there with me.

I wish you to see the house before the tenants arrive.

I'll tell you the strange story of Mary Reynolds on the way over.

Emma's at home, so you can see her, too." "All right, I'll go, provided you and your entire family, including Mary Reynolds, escort me to the train to meet Kathleen." "Here's my hand on it," promised Grace.
Patience caught it in both of hers.