I have ordered an early dinner.

We will dress afterward.

Father is going to take us to the theatre." The mere mention of Mabel's father brought to Grace's mind that which she had been making a determined effort to forget, her father's displeasure.

Her face clouded with pain and resentment as she thought of the girl whose treachery had brought about the first misunderstanding of her life between her and her father.
"If Father had only written me a line or sent me a telegram," she thought sadly, winking back the tears that threatened to fall.

"I must not let Mabel imagine for a minute that I am anything but happy for to-night, at least.