Miss Reed: “I’m not? What’s the reason I’m not? Then, what am I heart-broken for?”
Miss Spaulding: “You’re not heart-broken at all. You know very well that he’ll call before we’ve been here twenty-four hours.”
Miss Reed: “Who?”
Miss Spaulding: “The great god Pan.”
Miss Reed: “Oh, how cruel you are, to mock me so! Come in here, and sympathize a little! Do, Nettie.”
Miss Spaulding: “No; you come out here and utilize a little. I’m acting for your best good, as they say at Ponkwasset.”
Miss Reed: “When they want to be disagreeable!”
Miss Spaulding: “If this room isn’t in order by the time he calls, you’ll be everlastingly disgraced.”
Miss Reed: “I’m that now. I can’t be more so—there’s that comfort. What makes you think he’ll call?”
Miss Spaulding: “Because he’s a gentleman, and will want to apologize. He behaved very rudely to you.”