But I 'll go anyway . '' That afternoon Mrs. Wallace came into Nan 's room . `` Nan , dear , Florrie Hamilton is downstairs asking for you . '' `` Florrie -- Hamilton ? '' `` Yes . She said something about a note you sent her this morning . Shall I ask her to come up ? '' `` Yes , of course , '' said Nan lamely . When her mother had gone out she fell back on her pillows and thought rapidly . `` Florrie Hamilton ! Maude must have addressed that note to her by mistake . But she must n't know it was a mistake -- must n't suspect it . Oh , dear ! What shall I ever find to talk to her about ? She is so quiet and shy . '' Further reflections were cut short by Florrie 's entrance . Nan held out her hand with a chummy smile . `` It 's good of you to give your afternoon up to visiting a cranky invalid , '' she said heartily . `` You do n't know how lonesome I 've been since Maude went away . Take off your hat and pick out the nicest chair you can find , and let 's be comfy . ''
Somehow , Nan 's frank greeting did away with XXXXX 's embarrassment and made her feel at home .
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