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Updated: July 28, 2025
And now the dear, too brief holiday was drawing to a close. To-morrow would see the house party scattered to the four winds. This was the last frolic they would have in the water. "Oh, dear," lamented Arline, her blue eyes mournful with regret, "why is it that perfectly lovely times go by like a flash, while horrid, disagreeable ones last forever?" "'Tis the way of life, my child.
Grace gave the desired promise and thought no more of it until she and Arline almost came into violent collision just outside the library the following Monday evening. "Grace Harlowe!" exclaimed the little girl. "I was coming to Wayne Hall to see you the instant I finished here. It has come, Grace! The great inspiration! But it is a dreadful disappointment to me."
It is fortunate that she made the mistake of sending the letter she wrote you to me. It has put me in complete possession of the facts of the case. "You have no right to come here uninvited and insult Grace Harlowe in her own house," cut in Arline in a low, furious voice. "You shall not accuse her of interfering. I won't allow it. It is " "Please allow Mr. Forde to say whatever he wishes, Arline."
"Prisoners, the sentence will be executed at once. Shake hands." Ruth's hand was stretched across the table to meet Arline's. "I'm awfully sorry, Ruth," said Arline, her voice trembling slightly. "I should never have asked you to tell what you wished to keep secret." "And I shouldn't have been so silly as to refuse to tell," declared Ruth bravely.
Ask me a question, only one, one only." The eerie voice died away into yards of drapery that extended in huge folds from the back of the head and far out on the platform. "How on earth did you ever get into that affair, and who made it?" asked Arline curiously. "Mystery, all is mystery," croaked the Sphinx. "But you said you would answer my question!" persisted Arline.
"Elfreda just imitated her to perfection." Thereupon Grace related their recent unpleasant experience to Arline and Ruth. "What are you going to do about it?" asked Arline. "We will see Mrs. Elwood as soon as we return to Wayne Hall, and ask her to gently, but firmly, request the Anarchist to move elsewhere." "Why do you call her the Anarchist?" asked Arline.
She looks the part. But here, I am miles off my subject. Suppose we go back to our girls. How are you going to propose the dinner plan, Arline?" "I'm going to wait until every last girl that is going home has departed, bag and baggage; then I shall post a bulletin on the big board, asking all the stay-heres to meet me in the gymnasium," planned Arline.
The presence of Arline and Elfreda was the last touch needed to complete the illusion, and she went about her work feeling happier than she had for a long time. Even the shadow cast upon her heart by Tom's absence seemed less gloomy. But on the heels of her brief elation trod disaster.
Two weeks, three, and then four, he held to varying fictions about the letter, which Arline Baker, the lady of Tom Mullins's heart, had picked up from the floor that day in October and tucked into a bureau drawer to give to Tom tucked under a summer blouse.
Undoubtedly Arline's letter to herself had contained an expression of sympathy which could not fail to put Mr. Stanley Forde in possession of certain painful facts relating to her own trouble. "But it matters a great deal!" exclaimed Arline, flushing deeply. "In that letter to you I said that I could never be thankful enough that I had had such a wonderful talk with you.
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