Chapter Thirteenth.
"'Tis with our judgments as our watches, none
Go just alike, yet each believes his own."
—Pope.
"You hain't returned more'n our fust call; and then you didn't stay but ten minutes," Rhoda Jane said in a half-offended tone, to Mildred, "And we're such near neighbors too; we'd ought to be real sociable."
Mildred apologized by stating the fact that her time was very fully occupied.
"Well you and Claudina Chetwood seems to be pretty thick. But the Chetwoods is richer'n we are, an' I s'pose that makes it easier to find time to visit with 'em."
"The riches don't make any difference," said Mildred, flushing; "and I've heard that the Chetwoods are not very rich."
"Well, they hold their heads high anyway.
"I'm agoin' to have a rag carpet party pretty soon, and give you an invite, and if you don't come I'll be so mad I won't never come near you again."