She was the tallest girl in her room and the teachers used to say she was the prettiest." "I was a regular tyrant," went on Miriam.

"I had a frightful temper.

I was a snob, too, and looked upon girls whose parents were poor with the utmost contempt." "Miriam Nesbit, you can't be describing yourself!" exclaimed Arline incredulously.
"Ask Grace if I am not giving an accurate description of the Miriam Nesbit of those days," challenged Miriam.
"It isn't fair to ask me," fenced Grace.

"You always invited me to your parties." "There, you can draw your own conclusions," retorted Miriam triumphantly.

"I don't object to telling about my past shortcomings as I have at last outgrown a few of my disagreeable traits." "Were you and Grace friends then ?" asked Arline.
"We played together and went to each other's houses, but we were never very chummy," explained Grace.