"You are not running this production." "I have no time to waste in arguing the matter," returned Grace with admirable self-control.

"What I want is the truth about the costumes and you must answer me." "'Must,'" repeated Eleanor, raising her eyebrows.

"That is putting it rather strongly.

No one ever says 'must' to me." "I say it to you now, Eleanor, and I mean it," said Grace.

"I am fully convinced that you have hidden Anne's costumes and I am equally certain that you are going to produce them at once." "Then you are laboring under a delusion," replied Eleanor, with a disagreeable laugh, "and I should advise you to devote that tireless energy of yours, to minding your own business." "This is my business," replied Grace evenly, "and if you wish to avoid any unpleasantness you will make it yours." "Your threats do not alarm me," sneered Eleanor.