can't refuse.
It's for the honor of the senior class."

Giving the old-fashioned knocker a vigorous pull, Grace waited
impatiently for admittance.

"Is Miss Savelli at home?" asked Grace eagerly, the moment the maid
opened the door.

"No, ma'am," answered the girl. "She and her aunt are in Oakdale
to-night. We expect them any minute now."

Grace groaned inwardly.

"What shall I do?" she asked herself. "I must get that money away from
there to-night. To-morrow may be too late, and besides I feel sure that
that dreadful man won't return to-night. This is our opportunity and we
mustn't neglect it."

The maid eyed her curiously. "You are Miss Harlowe, aren't you?" she
asked.

"Yes," said Grace. "May I wait here for Miss Savelli?"

"Certainly, miss. Let me take your rain coat and cap. It's a terrible
night, isn't it?"

Before Grace had time to answer the click of a latchkey was heard, and
the maid said, "There they are."

Eleanor stepped part way into the hall before she became aware of
Grace's presence. A look of surprise, followed by one of extreme dislike
crossed her face. Drawing herself up, she was about to speak, when Grace
exclaimed: "Don't say a word, Eleanor, until you hear what I have to
say. I came here to-night to discuss a very personal matter with you,
but something so strange has happened that I must defer what I had to
say until another time and ask you if you will help me to-night."

"I don't understand," said Eleanor coldly. "Please explain yourself."

"Eleanor," Miss Nevin interposed, "Miss Harlowe is evidently very much
agitated over something, therefore do not waste time over useless
formality. I knew you, my dear, from the picture I saw of you at Mrs.
Gray's," she added, turning to Grace, with a winning smile, that caused
the young girl to love her immediately.

"Eleanor," said Grace quickly, "I have found the bazaar money that was
stolen Thanksgiving night."

"Found it!" exclaimed Eleanor incredulously. "Where?"

"At the old haunted house," replied Grace.

Then she rapidly narrated the story of her walk, her curiosity as to the
light, and the sight that it had revealed to her.

Eleanor and her aunt listened without interrupting.

"When I saw him put the money away and leave the house, I felt that he
wouldn't try it again until daylight, so I came straight here," Grace
continued. "If you will take your run-about down to the road where it
runs near to the house, you and I can eas