"Phyllis is coming over to my house this afternoon," she whispered; "will you come too?"
"Oh, thanks, I'd like to," Janet replied eagerly.
Sally sighed with relief. So far so good. Once in her own home, with a box of candy between them, they could surely straighten everything out.
As for Janet, she had hardly accepted the invitation before she regretted it. Sally only wanted her because she knew Phyllis would not come without her, or so she argued.
"I won't be a bother to them," she declared vehemently. "I won't."
So when Sally and Phyllis hurried to the study hall after being detained by Miss Baxter at the close of school, Janet was nowhere to be found.
"But she said she'd come," Sally exclaimed angrily. "Oh, she's left a note on my desk, listen—
"Dear Sally—" (she read)
"I am sorry that I won't be able to come to your house with Phyllis this afternoon, but I have just remembered something that I must hurry home to do.
"Thank you very much for bothering to ask me.