Hastings?"

"Yes, Ed - Ed Foster," they heard Cora say. Then she listened a
long time. Her face did not betray pleasure, and her words were
plainly disguised.

"All right, Ed," she said finally. "I will attend to it at once.
Oh, yes, a perfectly lovely time. Thank you - we are just about
to dine. Good-by."

Cora was slow to hang up the receiver. And when she turned around
Hazel Hastings confronted her.

"Oh, is it Paul?" asked Hazel. "Tell me quickly. What has
happened to Paul?"

"Hazel," said Cora, "you must have your lunch. You are dreadfully
excitable."

But it was Cora Kimball who was distracted, who played with her
lunch without apparent appetite, and it was she who could take but
one cup of tea in the fascinating little tea-house, the college
girls' Grotto.




CHAPTER XIV

THE PROMISE BOOK LOST