She told me Connie had insulted her.

Such nonsense! Why shouldn't Connie give her a dress--and you too?
She has more money than she knows how to spend." Alice did not reply.

She, too, wanted new dresses; she could hardly endure the grace and costliness of Connie's garments, when she compared them with her own; but there was something in her sad little soul also that would not let her be beholden to Connie.

Not without a struggle, anyway.
"I don't want Connie to give me things either," she said sulkily.

"She's never been the least nice to me.