But to `` hike '' along a deep-rutted , pebbly lane in frail , silver-hued slippers with high French heels , is not an exhilarating performance . Rilla managed to limp and totter along until they reached the harbour road ; but she could go no farther in those detestable slippers . She took them and her dear silk stockings off and started barefoot . That was not pleasant either ; her feet were very tender and the pebbles and ruts of the road hurt them . Her blistered heels smarted . But physical pain was almost forgotten in the sting of humiliation . This was a nice predicament ! If Kenneth Ford could see her now , limping along like a little girl with a stone bruise ! Oh , what a horrid way for her lovely party to end ! She just had to cry -- it was too terrible . Nobody cared for her -- nobody bothered about her at all . Well , if she caught cold from walking home barefoot on a dew-wet road and went into a decline perhaps they would be sorry . She furtively wiped her tears away with her scarf -- handkerchiefs seemed to have vanished like shoes ! -- but she could not help sniffling . Worse and worse ! `` You 've got a cold , I see , '' said Mary . `` You ought to have known you would , sitting down in the wind on those rocks . Your mother wo n't let you go out again in a hurry I can tell you . It 's certainly been something of a party . The Lewisons know how to do things , I 'll say that for them , though Hazel Lewison is no choice of mine .
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