`` Oh , just ask her if she will come down and cheer a poor invalid up this afternoon . She 'll come , I know . And she is such good company . Get Dickie to run right out and mail it . '' `` I do wonder if Florrie Hamilton will feel hurt over not being asked to the picnic , '' speculated Maude absently as she slipped her note into an envelope and addressed it . Florrie Hamilton herself could best have answered that question as she walked along the street in the fresh morning sunshine . She did feel hurt -- much more keenly than she would acknowledge even to herself . It was not that she cared about the picnic itself : as Nan Wallace had said , she would not have been likely to enjoy herself if she had gone among a crowd of girls many of whom looked down on her and ignored her . But to be left out when every other girl in the school was invited ! Florrie 's lip quivered as she thought of it . `` I 'll get Father to let me to go to the public school after vacation , '' she murmured . `` I hate going to Miss Braxton 's . '' Florrie was a newcomer in Winboro . Her father had recently come to take a position in the largest factory of the small town . For this reason Florrie was slighted at school by some of the ruder girls and severely left alone by most of the others . Some , it is true , tried at the start to be friends , but Florrie , too keenly sensitive to the atmosphere around her to respond , was believed to be decidedly dull and mopy . She retreated further and further into herself and was almost as solitary at Miss Braxton 's as if she had been on a desert island . `` They do n't like me because I am plainly dressed and because my father is not a wealthy man , '' thought Florrie bitterly . And there was enough truth in this in regard to many of Miss Braxton 's girls to make a very uncomfortable state of affairs . `` Here 's a letter for you , Flo , '' said her brother Jack at noon .
`` Got it at the office XXXXX my way home .
For about at if into on over than to up