She was studying her friend 's face . How very pale and thin Grace looked -- surely much paler and thinner than when she had come to the Academy , and she had not by any means been plump and rosy then . I believe she could not stand two months at Clarkman 's , thought Bertha . If I were not going to Aunt Meg 's , I would ask her to go home with me . Or even if Aunt Meg had room for another guest , I 'd just write her all about Grace and ask if I could bring her with me . Aunt Meg would understand -- she always understands . But she has n't , so it ca n't be . Just then a thought darted into Bertha 's brain . `` What nonsense ! '' she said aloud so suddenly and forcibly that Grace fairly jumped . `` What is ? '' `` Oh , nothing much , '' said Bertha , getting up briskly . `` See here , I 'm going to get to work . I 've wasted enough time . '' She curled herself up on the divan and tried to study her senior English . But her thoughts wandered hopelessly , and finally she gave it up in despair and went to bed . There she could not sleep ; she lay awake and wrestled with herself . It was after midnight when she sat up in bed and said solemnly , `` I will do it . '' Next day Bertha wrote a confidential letter to Aunt Meg . She thanked her for her invitation and then told her all about Grace .
`` And what I want XXXXX ask , Aunt Meg , is that you will let me transfer my invitation to Grace , and ask her to go to Riversdale this summer in my place .
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