Now Grace's pride whispered to her that there was no real reason why she should humble herself to her too-easily-offended friend.

It was Arline, not she, who was in the wrong, she mused resentfully.

She was rather glad, after all, that Arline had not been at home.
Glancing undecidedly toward Wayne Hall, then at her watch, Grace set off in the opposite direction at a rapid walk.

It was five o'clock.

She would have time to do a little shopping in the Overton stores before they closed.