There was such a thing as self-respect.

No more coaxing, concert or no concert.

She got up, boot and all.
"I am sorry you can't help us, Irene, but since you cannot we must do the best we can." Now this did not suit Irene at all.

She desired exceedingly to sing at that concert, and all her hesitations were merely by way of enhancing the boon of her final consent.

Besides, she really wanted to be friends with Rilla again.