The chief of police kept his word, at any rate.
"I never dreamed of her treachery until I received your letter and the clipping.

I know Father and Mother have read it.

Father always buys that paper.

I haven't heard a word from home since then." Grace's voice faltered.
"You poor, dear child!" cried Mabel, springing from her stool and going over to Grace.
"Don't sympathize with me, Mabel, or I shall cry." Grace raised her head smilingly, but her gray eyes were full of tears.
"I've vowed eternal vengeance," proclaimed Elfreda savagely.

She could not endure the thought that Grace should be made so unhappy.
"It is my own fault." Grace had regained her composure.