Mrs. Gray was a good-tempered little body, and now that she had got what she wanted she was pleased to be gracious; so when she caught her rival's eye a smile crept about her lips, which brought forth an answering smile, showing that the temper of each was but short, and that no malice was borne.
They got on the same tram, and Mrs. Gray at once held out the olive branch.
"I hope you didn't think me very rude," she said; "but I did so want this for a very special purpose, that I could have done anything rather than go without."
"So could I," said the other eagerly; "you must have thought me rude, too, but I was mad to get it."
"Really? Oh, I didn't think you rude. I'm sure I——"
"Oh, but think how I screamed. You were not so rude as——"
"I screamed too. Aren't they nice?"
"Lovely!"
Harmless chatter and apologies filled the journey, and the friendship was strengthened by both getting out at the same point.
"Do come in and have a cup of tea," said Mrs. Gray; "have you time?"