"Too bad, isn't it, Miss Harlowe?
You'll have to begin all over again on some one else." "I am not likely to trouble you, at any rate, Miss Gaines," returned Grace pointedly.
This time the laugh was at Virginia's expense.

A dull flush overspread her plain face.

Her angry eyes met Grace's steady gray ones, then fell before the honest contempt she read there.

During that brief instant she saw herself through Grace's eyes and the sharp retort that rose to her lips remained unuttered.
In the next instant Grace was sorry for her rude retort.

It would have been far better to remain silent, she reflected.