But I know she'll be nasty about it--I feel I'd rather do anything than go.

I suppose I should go--if Jem and Jerry can face the Huns surely I can face Irene Howard, and swallow my pride to ask a favour of her for the good of the Belgians.

Just at present I feel that I cannot do it but for all that I have a presentiment that after supper you'll see me meekly trotting through Rainbow Valley on my way to the Upper Glen Road." Rilla's presentiment proved correct.

After supper she dressed herself carefully in her blue, beaded crepe--for vanity is harder to quell than pride and Irene always saw any flaw or shortcoming in another girl's appearance.

Besides, as Rilla had told her mother one day when she was nine years old, "It is easier to behave nicely when you have your good clothes on." Rilla did her hair very becomingly and donned a long raincoat for fear of a shower.