to secure the disguising scarf.

"I defy you to pick me out as a twin," was her merry challenge, when
returning to the group on the lawn she wound her long chiffon scarf
twice about her head. "Thank goodness, Sarah and I never dress alike.
You'll have to lead me, J. Elfreda Briggs. I can see, of course; but
rather dimly."

Elfreda again performed the kindly office of conductor, leaving Julia in
precisely the same spot where Sara had lately stood.

"The eyes of Amarna cannot be deceived," calmly reproved the black shape
on the dais. "They see behind the flimsy veil and deep into your
thoughts. Your face is as the face of her who so lately sought me. The
bond of sisterhood stretches between you. That which is invisible to the
naked eye is visible to me. The road of the past winds clear and white
before me. Now I perceive that you----"

The result of Amarna's mystic meanderings down the road of the past were
never revealed. Tardily gifted with a most remarkable power of second
sight, Julia suddenly swooped down upon the weird Seeress of the Seven
Veils, emitting a gleeful shout. "You villain!" she chuckled, as she
caught the unfortunate sooth-sayer by the shoulders and administered a
playful shaking. Still firmly clutching her victim, she raised her voice
in a clear call of, "Girls, come here this instant!"

Having heard Julia's first wild shout, an investigating committee of
curious girls was already bearing down upon the grotto.

"Here's your Seeress!" laughed Julia. With a triumphant sweep of the
arm, she pulled aside the swathing black veil, to disclose the mirthful
features of Emma Dean, minus her glasses.

"Emma Dean!" went up the lusty cry from at least six surprised Sempers.
Elfreda and Miriam, however, had guessed the import of Julia's shrill
summons before running to the scene with the others.

"You ridiculous fraud!" exclaimed Sara Emerson, hugging Emma with
bearish enthusiasm. "No wonder you knew so much about my past and so
little of my future. And I never even suspected you."

"I'm next," declared Grace as she wrapped fond arms about the recently
age-bent figure which had miraculously recovered youth within a space of
three minutes. Emma was lovingly embraced by each girl in turn amid much
voluble greeting and accompanying laughter.

"The way of the seeress is hard," she commented humorously as she
finished the removal of her veil, which the astute Julia had begun. "No
more gloomy, ghostly grottos