"It was abominable in her," she said when Grace had finished.

"And I had begun to assure myself that she was improving daily, too." "She came out of her shell so beautifully the night we went to the station house," sighed Grace.

"I never dreamed she was planning mischief.

However, I have something to ask you.

Here, read this letter; then I'll talk." She tendered Mabel's letter to her friend.
Patience held out her hand for it, then glanced rapidly through it.
"This is from the much-worshipped Miss Ashe, isn't it ?" "Yes.