`` You shall do it , and everything else you want to . Here , Aunt , this is the young lady I spoke of . Make her at home while I tend to the horses . '' Miss Bell was a pleasant-faced woman with silver hair and kind blue eyes . She took Jessamine 's hand in a friendly fashion . `` Come in , dear . You 're welcome as a June rose . '' When Mr. Bell returned , he found Jessamine standing on the porch with her hands full of honeysuckle and her cheeks pink with excitement . `` I declare , you 've got roses already , '' he exclaimed . `` If they 'd only stay now , and not bleach out again . What 's first now ? '' `` Oh , I do n't know . There are so many things I want to do . Those flowers in the garden are calling me -- and I want to go down to that hollow and pick buttercups -- and I want to stay right here and look at things . '' Mr. Bell laughed . `` Come with me to the pasture and see my Jersey calves . They 're something worth seeing . Come , Aunt . This way , Miss Stacy . '' He led the way down the lane , the two women following together .
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