"I can't remember exactly," was the plaintive answer. "I don't see why you care, anyway. I think I said it was because he stayed with us and took us to ride."
"Well, it can't be helped," laughed Miss Sterling, "but—how could you, Polly?"
"I should think you'd be glad to have him know how Miss Sniffen acts."
"Sh! Somebody's coming!"
"I must go," Polly whispered.
She let in Mrs. Albright and Miss Crilly.
"Oh, what dandy roses!" Miss Crilly dashed over to the window. "Your best feller must sure 'a' sent 'em! Ain't they sweet? But why don't you have 'em over on that little table? They'd show off fine there! May I?" She carried them across the room.
"Polly tried them in various places," responded Miss Sterling.
"Well, 't don't make a whole lot o' difference where you put such roses! My, but they're immense!" She stood off, the better to admire them. "Wouldn't I rave if they belonged to yours truly! How can you folks take them so coolly?"
Juanita Sterling laughed. "I had my time when they first came!"