"I don't believe you care half as much for me to go, as you do to spite Ralph," said Kittie thoughtfully, and to Kat's amazement she suddenly realized that this was so, not but what she really wanted Kittie, but the predominant desire was to spite Ralph, and she was bound to do it now, so she ran off for the dress, brought it back, and darned it immaculately, whereupon Kittie felt that the thing was settled.
Kat was jubilant all the evening, and seized the first opportunity of announcing the change in the programme. Shortly after they came into the sitting-room, Ralph asked:
"Is the dress darned, Kittie?"
"Yes, it is, and I darned it, and Kittie's going down town with me to-morrow," answered Kat glibly.
Ralph lifted his eye-brows with a smile, instantly detecting the little spite-work.
"Why, did I speak to you?"
"Believe not; I spoke to you."
"Suppose you try the novelty of speaking when you're spoken to."
"I generally do; also at any other time that I take a notion. I've done it all my life, and it'll take more than you to stop me."
"Some people talk to hear themselves."