Sylvie did not like to go halfway and have no one come to meet her. In a tone of vexation she said, "When you have made mistakes, you should at least have the courage to recognize them."
"I recognize yours," said Annette, obstinately.
Sylvie was offended and she poured out all her old accumulated reproaches. Annette replied haughtily. They were on the point of saying the harshest things to each other. Sylvie impatiently rose to leave, but she sat down again, saying, "Stupid thing! Nothing will ever make her admit that she was wrong."
"When it isn't true," said Annette, not budging an inch.
"At least, for politeness' sake, don't make me the only one who has done wrong!"
They laughed.
They looked at each other now with softened, twinkling eyes. Sylvie made a wry face at Annette. Annette's eyes were full of amusement. But they did not lay down their arms.
"Vixen!" said Sylvie.
"I don't admit it," said Annette. "It was you who—"
"Well, let's not begin again. Listen, I am frank; wrong or right, I would not have come back here just for myself. I can't forget either—"