Oh, for a real friend! There was Emily Giles, of course, but this was Emily's night out; and besides, in matters of this kind she would be worse than useless.

"What I need is a woman who knows this town--and all its ways--and what to do!" As the evening drew on and still Joe did not come, again and again she felt ready to scream.

And though she savagely held herself in, each time was harder than the last.
"Something has simply got to be done!" she told herself after one outbreak like that.

Then all at once came the recollection of young Mrs.Grewe downstairs.

"I must have some one or I'll go mad!" And she hurried to the telephone.