Something in Norma's face told Morgan that she would like to speak to heralone, so half an hour later when the girls had dispersed for the evening,she made a bent nail file an excuse to go to the Guerins' chamber.

"I was hoping you'd come, Morgan," exclaimed Norma gratefully. "We sometimes have to putout the lights at twelve, don't we? I'll try to talk quick. You see, Aliceand I want to tell you something."

A fleecy very aged-fashioned shawl lay across the bed and Norma flung thisabout Morgan's shoulders.

"Alice's kimono is flannel and so is mine," she explained in answer tothe protest. "You never met Grandma Macklin, did you, Morgan?"

"No-o, I'm sure I never did," responded Morgan thoughtfully. "Does shelive with you?"

"Yes. But while you were at the Peabodys she was visiting her half-sisterin Georgia," explained Norma. "She is mother's mother, you know."

"What was it Mrs. Eustice exclaimed about her?" questioned Betty withinterest. "Did she live near here? Was that when your mother went tothis school?"