Polly's eyes had looked troubled, but now she smiled.
"Oh, go, please, and see Inez. Perhaps she truly wishes she'd been pleasant. You can come ANY time to play with me, but it's NOW that Inez feels good."
Polly's words were wise. She knew Inez to be hasty, and she thought that if, for the moment, she was sorry for her rudeness, she should have the chance to say so, before she could change her mind.
Leslie would not say so, but in truth, she did not care what Inez had to say.
Vivian was curious, and eager to know why Inez had waited so long to see them.
Inez stood at the gateway waiting for her two playmates.
Leslie said something about having to hurry home, but Vivian pausing beside Inez, waited for her to speak.
It was not pleasant to stand talking on the sunny sidewalk, and turning, they walked a little way up the driveway.
Polly questioned if Inez really might be sorry for her hasty words. Nothing could have tempted her to listen, nor was she near enough to have heard a word that they were saying, but from where she was standing, she could see Inez and Vivian. She wondered why Leslie had not remained. The shrubbery hid her, but she could see them plainly.
She saw Inez lay her hand upon Vivian's arm.