"I don't disapprove of what you did.

You behaved in true Grace Harlowe fashion." "Then what made you look at me so strangely ?" persisted Grace.
"If I looked at you strangely, then I beg your pardon," smiled Miriam.
"It shall not happen again." Grace smiled faintly, yet her intuition told her that Miriam had purposely turned her question aside.
No account of the recapture of "Larry, the Locksmith" appeared in the morning paper.

But in the evening paper a full account was published.
Grace had waited apprehensively for the evening edition, which was usually out by four o 'clock in the afternoon.

She purchased a paper of the boy who stationed himself daily at the southeast corner of the campus, but purposely delayed opening it until she reached her room.
Then almost fearfully she unfolded it, with her three friends looking over her shoulder.
The article began with the flaring headline, "A Desperate Criminal Recaptured." Grace glanced rapidly down the column, then gave an audible murmur of relief.

"We aren't mentioned.