The charm of early sixteen radiated from her youthful person, and she looked no older than when she had led the freshman basketball team on to victory in Oakdale High School.
"Grace can't grow up in spite of her long skirts and done-up hair," smiled Miriam.
"That is precisely what I was thinking," agreed Anne.

"Is she sixteen or twenty-three ?" "Aren't you pleased with us, Father, and won't you feel inordinately proud of your theatre party ?" called Mabel from the stairway as they descended to the hall, where Mr.Ashe stood looking reflectively into the fire as he waited for his charges.
"Mere words fail to express my admiration," he laughed, bowing to the sextette of pretty girls, who smilingly nodded their appreciation of his speech.
"Isn't he a perfect angel ?" asked Mabel, sidling up to him and slipping within the circle of his arm.

"I don't see how I ever had the heart to go to college and leave him." "She has no compunction about rushing off to work on a newspaper, day after day, and leaving me daughterless," complained Mr.Ashe lightly.
Yet a shadow so slight as to be hardly noticeable crossed his face, which no one save the lynx-eyed Elfreda saw, who made mental note of it.
"He doesn't want her to work," was her shrewd conclusion.
"But I am here to-night," protested Mabel, catching his hand in hers almost appealingly, "and I'm going to be at home for a whole day and evening.

Will you forswear business and help me entertain the girls to-morrow ?" "I promise to devote myself heart and soul to their cause," said Mr.
Ashe solemnly, raising his hand.

"Only you must allow me to go down to the office for a little while in the morning." "Very well.