softly.

Eleanor's blue eyes met Grace's gray ones with ineffable tenderness.
"The concert that brought me my father," she murmured. "It seems ages
since that night, Grace. I can't realize that I have ever been away from
Father."

"It does seem a long time since our senior year in high school," agreed
Grace musingly. "Good gracious, Eleanor, the Glee Club are waiting for
the signal to go on while we stand here reminiscing!" Grace hurried to
the wing where one of the pages stood patiently holding the Glee Club
poster, and signaled to the page on the opposite side. An instant later
the singers had filed on the stage for their opening song.

As the show progressed the audience became more enthusiastic and
clamored loudly for encores. Elfreda's imitations provoked continuous
laughter, and dainty Arline Thayer, looking not more than seven years
old, was a delightful success from her first babyish lisp. Her song of
the goblin man who stole little children to work for him in his
underground cellar, with its catchy chorus of "Run away, you little
children," was immediately adopted by Overton, and when later it was
noised about that Ruth had written the words while Arline had composed
the music, both girls were later rushed by the Dramatic Club and made
members, an honor to which unassuming Ruth had some difficulty in
becoming accustomed.

Anne's "Enoch Arden," to Eleanor's piano accompaniment, met with an
ovation. Guido Savelli had been purposely placed last on the programme.
"No one will care for anything else after he plays. The audience will
have the memory of his music to take away with them," Grace had said
wisely. Knowing the musician's horror of being lionized, Grace had
confided the secret to no one except Miriam, Anne, Mabel Ashe and
Elfreda, who, in company with her and Eleanor, had met him at the train
and dined with him at the "Tourraine." It had been arranged that at
half-past nine o'clock Anne and Elfreda should go for him and escort him
to Music Hall.

At precisely ten minutes past ten o'clock he was escorted through the
side entrance to the hall by his two smiling guides, and into the little
room just off the stage that did duty for a green room. Eleanor's quick
exclamation of, "You have plenty of time, Father, there are two more
numbers before yours," caused the various performers to open their eyes,
and when Eleanor turned to those in the room, saying sweetly, "Girls,
this is my father. He is going to pl