Grace finished the letter with a happy sigh. She would try to manage to
run down to New York for a week end. She wondered how long Miriam
intended to stay in the city and she smiled faintly over Arline's
comment regarding Miriam and Everett Southard. It was not news to her.
Consulting the calendar that hung above the desk, she decided to go the
first week in February, and began to plan her work accordingly.

In spite of her secret fears that everything was too perfect to last,
not only was her varied household serene, but prospering as well. From
the time the Harlowe House girls became a self-governing body the
question of putting money in the treasury had been continually agitated.
One way and another had been suggested, but it was not until the
Christmas holidays that the inspiration had come in the shape of a most
toothsome batch of caramels which Louise Sampson had descended into the
kitchen and made, one snowy, blustery evening when the club had
assembled in the living-room for a social session. The caramels were a
signal success, and when Cecil Ferris eyed one of the delicious brown
squares lovingly before popping it into her mouth, then asked
reflectively, "Why couldn't we make caramels and sell them to the
Overton girls?" the idea was hailed with cries of "Great," "A good
idea." "We could easily sell pounds of them."

With one accord they had besieged Louise Sampson with curious questions
as to how she had made the caramels and the cost of the ingredients.
Louise had laughingly refused to tell her recipe.

After talking things over Louise had sworn Cecil, Mary Reynolds and one
other girl to secrecy, imparted the precious recipe to them, and on the
next Saturday afternoon they had made their first candy. A gay little
poster, drawn by one of the girls, advertised their wares. It was tacked
to one side of the college bulletin board, and by nine o'clock on
Saturday night the last caramel had gone its destined way, while the
success-crowned merchants counted their money and lamented because they
had not made half enough caramels. From then on, caramel-making occupied
the spare moments of Louise and her faithful band and the "Harlowe House
Caramels" rapidly gained favor. With her usual kindly interest in the
success of others Grace, on her return from the Christmas holidays,
entered into the candy making with spirit and energy, doing much to help
fill the rush of orders. Try as they might the caramel supply was alw