ead of canceling his contract had sailed at
the eleventh hour to fulfill it, taking Eleanor with him.

"You arrived just in time for our show!" exclaimed Grace gleefully to
Eleanor. The two girls sat opposite each other at the library table in
the living room at Wayne Hall, making up the programme for the
vaudeville performance which was to be held in Music Hall, on the
following Friday evening. "Oh, Eleanor, don't you think you can go home
with me for Easter? Never mind if 'Heartsease' is closed. You can have
just as much fun at our house. We have only one more week here, you
know, and your father's concert tour doesn't end for another month,"
pleaded Grace.

"I think I can arrange it," reflected Eleanor. "It is only that Father
misses me so. In some ways he is like an overgrown child. All great
musicians are like that, I believe."

"It is a pity to take you away from him," admitted Grace, "but we would
like to have you with us. Besides, Tom Gray is going to bring Donald
Earle to Oakdale with him for the Easter. Donald will be so disappointed
if he doesn't see you, Eleanor."

"I'd like to see him, too," returned Eleanor frankly. "He is one of the
nicest young men I know. Father is coming down here for our show, unless
something unforeseen happens. I shall coax him to play. I imagine he
will be willing. He will play if you ask him, Grace."

"I wish we might feature him on the bulletin board," reflected Grace,
with a managerial eye to business, "but he wouldn't like that. We could
have him for a surprise, though."

"I'll tell you what I will do," volunteered Eleanor. "I will telephone
to his hotel in New York and ask him. If he says yes, we can go ahead
and count on him to furnish Overton with a surprise."

"Oh, Eleanor, could you, would you do it?" asked Grace, a note of
excitement in her voice.

"I'll telephone at once," nodded Eleanor, rising. "Suppose we go over to
the 'Tourraine' to do it."

Within the next hour Eleanor and Grace had talked with Guido Savelli. It
had taken very little coaxing to secure his promise to play at Overton
on Friday night, as he gave his last performance in New York on Thursday
evening, and was free until the following Monday, when he would appear
in Boston.

"It seems almost providential, doesn't it?" asked Eleanor, as she hung
up the receiver. "He could not have come here at any other time."

"I'm so happy over it I could hurrah," declared Grace jubilantly.

"I knew Father