"You don't know Grace Harlowe.

She always does whatever she sets out to do." "She's a regular fairy godmother," said Anne softly.

"I know from experience." "Such flattery is overwhelming," murmured Grace.

"I regret that I'm too busy to bow my thanks.

But to get down to the business of the hour--tell me, Mabel, dear--did this Miss Brant legally adopt you when she took you from the orphanage, or are you bound to her in any way ?" "I don't know," said the girl, her eyes growing big with wonder.