"Keep it in mind, and if you think of anything let me know instantly, won't you ?" Grace gave the desired promise and thought no more of it until she and Arline almost came into violent collision just outside the library the following Monday evening.
"Grace Harlowe!" exclaimed the little girl.

"I was coming to Wayne Hall to see you the instant I finished here.

It has come, Grace! The great inspiration! But it is a dreadful disappointment to me." Several big tears chased each other down Arline's rosy cheeks.

Her lip quivered, and with a little, choking sob she sat down on the lowest step of the library and began to cry softly.
"Arline, dear child, whatever is the matter ?" cried Grace in quick alarm.

A moment later she had slipped to the step beside Arline, passing one arm about her friend's shoulder.