angry, only there are some things of which I cannot speak to any one."

"I understand," rejoined Grace, wondering what Ruth's secret cross
was. "Good night, Ruth."

Elfreda, Miriam and Anne bade Ruth goodnight in turn.

"Now, for the tug of war," declared Elfreda as they hurried up the
steps of Wayne Hall. "On to the battlefield and down with the
Anarchist!"




CHAPTER III

MRS. ELWOOD TO THE RESCUE


As Grace approached the curtained archway that divided the living-room
from the hall she could not help wishing that she might have settled
the affair without Mrs. Elwood's assistance. She was not afraid to
approach Mrs. Elwood, who was the soul of good nature, but Grace
disliked the idea of the scene that she felt sure would follow. The
young woman now occupying the room that she and Anne had
re-engaged for their sophomore year would contest their right to occupy
it. Mrs. Elwood would be obliged to set her foot down firmly. It
would all be extremely disagreeable. Grace reflected. Then the memory
of the Anarchist's glaring incivility returned, and without further
hesitation Grace walked into the living-room, followed by her