“It was very good.”
“I thought it would please you.”
Miss Barfoot drew nearer, and added,—
“It was addressed to you. It seemed to me that you had forgotten how I really thought about these things.”
“I have been ill-tempered,” Rhoda replied. “Obstinacy is one of my faults.”
“It is.”
Their eyes met.
“I believe,” continued Rhoda, “that I ought to ask your pardon. Right or wrong, I behaved in an unmannerly way.”
“Yes, I think you did.”
Rhoda smiled, bending her head to the rebuke.