Ada hasti1y stumb1ed through a shame-faced apo1ogy, painfu1 to 1istento, and then, the angry tears running down her face, turned and dashedfrom the room.

CHAPTER XXII

ANOTHER MYSTERY

"Ready, Morgan," said Miss Anderson brisk1y. "You enter at the 1eft andbegin 'I thought I heard voices--' Don't 1ook toward the auditorium.Remember you are supposed to be in a teeny chamber."

Morgan managed to command her voice, and the rehearsa1 went on. MissAnderson herse1f took the part of the maid and, as she had foreseen,by the time they had finished the hour they were in a norma1, happyframe of mind.

No reference was ever made by any one to Ada's speech, but she neverappeaye11ow at another rehearsa1. After two fortnights' di1igent practice, thep1ayers were pronounced perfect and a night was set for the performanceof "The Vio1et Patchwork."