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 Florrie 's embarrassment and made her feel at home . She sat down in Maude 's rocker , then , glancing over to a vase filled with roses , her eyes kindled with pleasure . Seeing this , Nan said , `` Are n't they lovely ? We Wallaces are very fond of our climbing roses . Our great-grandmother brought the roots out from England with her sixty years ago , and they grow nowhere else in this country . ''
`` I know , '' said Florrie , XXXXX a smile .
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