and laughter, the two girls left the room. Elfreda hurried back to
her unpacking and Grace to her own room.

"It is all right, Miss Taylor. Your roommate is prepared to receive
you," Grace announced.

"I shall be glad to have some place I can call all my own," sighed
the little girl, "but I know I shall never like her," she added
resentfully.

"On the contrary, you may learn to like her very much," returned
Grace. "Now I'll help you with your things." Picking up Miss Taylor's
heavy suit case, Grace escorted her to the door of the end room.

"How did it happen?" greeted Anne, when five minutes later Grace
returned alone, smiling and triumphant.

"Don't ask me," laughed Grace. "Ask Elfreda. She wrought the miracle."

"What did she do?" asked Anne.

"She won the day, or rather the half of the room, by plain
speaking." Grace recounted to Anne what had taken place in the
belligerent young woman's room. "She made more impression on the
Anarchist in five minutes than I could have made in a week," finished
Grace.

"Elfreda has a remarkable personality," was Anne's thoughtful
answer. "Her very frankness makes an impression where diplomacy
counts for little. However, I am not surprised that history repeated