Grace fell into a sound sleep from which she did not awaken until evening.

Then she rose, dressed and appeared at the supper table apparently none the worse for her wetting.
Meanwhile Tom Gray had gone to his aunt's, given himself a brisk rubbing down and changed his wet clothing for another suit he fortunately happened to have with him.

Thanks to his strong constitution and vigorous health, he felt no bad effects.
He then went down to the kitchen, asked the cook for a cup of hot coffee, and, after hastily swallowing it, rushed off to find David, Hippy and Reddy and tell them the news.

He was filled with admiration for Grace.
"She is the finest, most resolute girl I ever knew!" he exclaimed as he finished his story.
"Hurrah for Grace Harlowe!" shouted Reddy.
"Let's go down to-night and see if she's all right ?" suggested David.
Before seven o'clock the four boys were on their way to the Harlowe's.
They crept quietly up to the living-room window.

Grace sat by the fire reading.