I had a friend, Molly Corney, our parents' farms are adjacent, and we are almost of the same age, but I am an only child, and she has a bunch of brothers and sisters. We used to be very close, and always brought dairy products to the market together. Then she went north to visit some relatives, and came back engaged to a middle-aged shop owner, as old as her own father! It changed her so. She became loud, laughing, and boisterous. I used to think that she was in love with a man in the navy, practically a hero, Charley Kinraid, and the shop-owner seemed to me such a come-down. And she was so full of it. Mother said that she was like a rooster on a dunghill, crowing: "I've caught a husband! I've caught a husband!" and that she'd marry anybody with a good income. She had been so self-absorbed in her wedding preparations, and so selfish, it was a relief when she went away. Then she came back and asked me to a party at her parents'. I went there, and helped with the preparations. Molly was even worse: said that we all were behindhand, that ours was an out-of-the-way place, found out who gave me a new headband and teased me about it, and told her husband, and they whispered and stared at me, and laughted all the evening. I do not want to have her as a friend anymore, but don't want to quarrel with her because her family is fine and is our neighbours. What should I do?
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