"I sha'n't have anything to do with the lawn party, grandfather," she blazed, after she had told her story, "if that teacher is to be invited!"
But the Judge's eyes were dreamy. "Dear little tender-heart," he said.
"She teaches us a lesson of forgiveness," said Mrs. Batcheller, who with the Judge had deeply resented the treatment accorded Anne on that fateful Monday morning.
"Perhaps it would be best to ask Miss Mary," ventured the Judge.
"If she would come," said Mrs. Batcheller, doubtfully.
But Judy would not listen to reason or argument.
"Do you think we ought to back down now," she demanded of Launcelot, who, with Anne, had followed her to the parlor to talk things over.
"No," he said, slowly, "I don't think we ought to back down. But I guess we shall have to."
"Why?"
Launcelot's eyes went to the sobbing figure in the little grandmother's arms.