"Well, I never!" was all Mr. Harlowe could find words for when his daughter had finished.
"What shall I do with you, Grace?" said her mother in despair. "You will be injured or killed yet, in some of your mad excursions."
"Trust to me to land right side up with care," answered Grace cheerfully.
"I'll call at the police station early to-morrow morning and have the chief send some one up to that old house," said Mr. Harlowe. "From what you heard the thief say, he must have a confederate. Perhaps the chief's men will get both of them."
"Perhaps so," replied Grace, but she had a shrewd idea as to who the confederate might be, and felt that if her suppositions were correct there was not much chance of his incriminating himself.
CHAPTER XXII
GRACE AND ELEANOR MAKE A FORMAL CALL
Before recess the next day the news that Grace Harlowe and Eleanor Savelli had been seen in earnest conversation together traveled like wild fire around the study hall. The members of the Phi Sigma Tau could scarcely believe their eyes, and when at recess they sought for enlightenment, Grace would give them no satisfaction save that she and Eleanor had really become friendly again.
"I love you all dearly, but I can't tell you about it yet, so please don't ask me. When I do tell you, you'll understand and be as glad as I am," she informed them affectionately, and with this they were obliged to content themselves.