'Why,there'saquarterofanhouryet,'saidLiza,whosawnothingatalltogetexcitedabout.
AtlastSallysawherlover,andrushedofftomeethim.Lizawasleftalone,ratherdisconsolateatallthisbustleandpreparation.ShewasnotsorrythatshehadrefusedTom'sinvitation,butshedidwishthatshehadconscientiouslybeenabletoacceptit.SallyandherfriendcameupattiredinhisSundaybest,hewasafitmatchforhislady-love—heworeashirtandcollar,unusualluxuries—andbecarriedunderhisarmaconcertinatomakethingsmerryontheway.
'Ain'tyougoin',Liza?'heaskedinsurpriseatseeingherwithoutahatandwithherapronon.
'Na,'saidSally,'ain'tsheasoft?Tomsaid'e'dtike'er,an'shewouldn't.'
'Well,I'mdashed!'
Thentheyclimbedtheladderandtooktheirseats,sothatLizawasleftaloneagain.Morepeoplehadcomealong,andthebrakewasnearlyfull.Lizaknewthemall,buttheyweretoobusytakingtheirplacestotalktoher.AtlastTomcame.Hesawherstandingthereandwentuptoher.
'Won'tyerchangeyermind,Liza,an'comealongwithus?'
'Na,Tom,ItoldyerIwouldn't—it'snotrightlike.'Shefeltshemustrepeatthattoherselfoften.
'Ishan'tenjoyitabitwithoutyou,'hesaid.
'Well,Ican't'elpit!'sheanswered,somewhatsullenly.
Atthatmomentamancameoutofthepublic-housewithahorninhishandherheartgaveagreatjump,foriftherewasanythingsheadoreditwastodrivealongtothetootlingofahorn.Shereallyfeltitwasveryhardlinesthatshemuststayathomewhenallthesepeopleweregoingtohavesuchafinetimeandtheywereallsomerry,andshecouldpicturetoherselfsowellthedelightsofthedriveandthepicnic.Shefeltverymuchinclinedtocry.Butshemustn'tgo,andshewouldn'tgo:sherepeatedthattoherselftwiceasthetrumpetergaveapreliminarytootle.
Twomorepeoplehurriedalong,an