CHAPTER X.
THE SHADOW DEEPENS "Oh, Fairy Godmother, what does it mean ?" The tall, slender girl, who had been obsequiously ushered into Mrs.Gray's stately, old-fashioned house on Chapel Hill, darted down the hall and straight into a pair of arms outstretched to receive her.
"I--don't--know--my dear.

I wish I--" Mrs.Gray's broken utterance ended in a sob, as she laid her silvery head on Grace's breast.

Until that moment she had remained calm.

The sight of one who was equally enveloped in the shadow that had dropped down upon her, proved too much for her.
Clinging to Grace, she sobbed heart-brokenly.
"There, there, dear Fairy Godmother.

You mustn't cry so!" Grace's own voice was husky with emotion.