"Half-past eight, and here I sit gayly loitering as though I had nothing else to do.

How about chapel this morning?
I know you are going, Miriam.

How about you, Grace and Anne ?" "I am," said Anne.

"Run along and get your wraps.

I'll meet you downstairs." After the three girls had gone off to chapel Grace pulled her favorite chair over to the window and sat down to think things over.