Harriet longed to say “No,” but, shutting up her lips, she nodded her head.
“You are the girl who was so horrid and rude to me the other day,” said Ralph; “you slapped me on my cheek.”
“And you beat me,” said Harriet.
Ralph’s eyes began to twinkle.
“So we’re quits,” said Harriet. “Let’s shake hands; let’s be pals.”
“It’s nice of you to forgive,” said Ralph.
“Oh, that’s nothing,” replied Harriet. “If you but knew me, you’d consider that I am quite the nicest girl in the school.”
“Are you really?”
“Yes; but what do you think, after all, of getting up? I have such a wonderful plan of spending our day together.”
“Have you?” said Ralph.