We have ridden together several times." "You mean Elixir," returned Grace.

"I have never seen him, but I have heard of him.

That reminds me, Mabel is coming down here for Thanksgiving.

I received a letter from her yesterday." "I wish she could come down for the bazaar," sighed Arline regretfully.
"So do I," responded Grace heartily.
At the corner above Wayne Hall Arline left Grace with a warning, "Don't forget to post that notice." As Grace reached the steps of the Hall the front door opened and two girls stepped out on the porch, followed by an alert little figure whose small face wore an expression of malicious amusement.

"Do come again," she was saying in clear, high tones.