"I'm so glad to see you again, Mrs. Elwood," she smiled, bent on
changing the subject.

"And I to see you, my dear," was the hearty response. "I have missed
my Oakdale girls this summer."

After a few moments' conversation Grace said good night and went
slowly upstairs. In spite of her satisfaction at being back at
Overton she could not repress a sigh of regret over the recent
unpleasantness.

"The unforeseen always happens," she reflected, pausing for a moment
on the top step. "I hope the Anarchist will 'stay put' this time."
She laughed softly at the idea of the Anarchist standing stiff and
stationary in her new room. Then the ridiculous side of the encounter
dawning on her, she sat down on the stairs and gave way to sudden
silent laughter.

"What did Mrs. Elwood say?" asked Anne as Grace entered the room.

"I am afraid Mrs. Elwood is not, and never will be, an admirer of
the Anarchist," said Grace. "Seriously speaking, she is half inclined
to ask her to leave Wayne Hall. She believes she will have further
trouble with her. Perhaps we should have waited. We might have tried,
later, to gain possession of our room," added Grace doubtfully.

Anne shook her head. "We would be waiting still, if we had attempted
to settle matters without Mrs. Elwood."