However, she was saved the trouble of going to his house, for scarcely had the Gays finished eating when John Grant arrived. Mary Louise and her father received him in the living room.
“I have a message for you, Miss Gay,” he announced, “from my aunt.”
“Oh!” exclaimed Mary Louise. “You were able to see her, then?”
“Late this afternoon. She seemed much better and asked the nurse to send for me. So I went over to the hospital about five o’clock.”
“Did you tell her about the necklace?” asked Mary Louise eagerly.
“Yes, I did. I thought it would be best to get it over with. She asked me whether it was safe, and I couldn’t lie. So I told her what happened last night.”
Mary Louise gasped.
“Wasn’t the shock too much for her? And wasn’t she just furious at me?”
“No, she stood it quite well. She said she knew something had happened because of a dream she had last night. And she said, ‘Tell Mary Louise not to worry, because I don’t blame her. And I want to see her myself tomorrow morning.’”
“Why, that’s wonderful!” exclaimed the girl, with a sigh of relief. “I had no idea she would take it so well.”