Finally she handed it back.

"It is a mystery to me," she said, with a little sigh.

"I am so glad you understood about the bazaar." Before the dean could reply the click of approaching heels was heard.

A moment later a light knock sounded on the door.

At a nod from the dean, Grace opened it, and stood face to face with Arline Thayer.
"Why, Grace Harlowe!" she exclaimed in her sweet, high voice.