“But I would have told her, only she said—”
“I can easily imagine what she said, just as I can easily imagine how often since then she has wished that she had not said it.”
“Then why hasn’t she come and told me so?”
“I can imagine the answer to that too. But because Kitty is willing to let a little false pride stand in the way of friendship, is no reason that you do the same.”
Two or three more turns Blue Bonnet took, then she came to a sudden halt. “I reckon I should have told her why I couldn’t go with the class! I—I’ll go do it—right now.”
“Not at too quick a pace on Sunday afternoon, dear,” Grandmother warned, and Blue Bonnet tried to moderate her steps accordingly.
Then, just as she was turning Kitty’s corner, she came plump upon Kitty herself.
“I was coming to—” Blue Bonnet began, hastily.
“So was I—” Kitty cut in.
“To tell you why I didn’t—”