"Ain't the ivy pretty on your side of your fence?" says Katherine.
Bonnie Bell stood in front of her and looked at her square.
"Look here, Kitty Kimberly, you're as sweet as can be and I love you, but don't try to keep up the bluff about that fence. They built it to keep us—to keep us——"
"Well, maybe," says Katherine. "But they can't."
"They built it to show us our place," says Bonnie Bell, brave as you like. "They didn't think that—they didn't know——"
"It was cruel," says Katherine, red in her face now, she was so mad about it. "I'm glad you mentioned that fence—I couldn't; but all my people said it was the meanest thing ever done. It was vulgar! It was low! That's what my mommah says. We were always sorry for you, but we didn't know how—— But, Honey, I'm glad you planted the ivy on it. It shows you're forgiving."
"We're not," says Bonnie Bell. "We're far from it—at least my dad. He's awful when you cross him. He won't quit—he'll never quit!"
"We all know that," says Katherine. "Everybody in the Row does."
"I don't know how much you know," says Bonnie Bell. "I don't know how much people have talked about us."
"Well, I can tell you one thing," says Katherine. "We heard some of the talk; and I want to say that it isn't favorable to the Wisners. There are others in town besides them. Tell me, Honey, aren't you all the way American?"