I found a journal among them and I have brought it to you because I think that you have the best right to it . '' I dropped the parcel in her lap . She was silent with surprise and bewilderment . `` And now , '' I added , `` I am going away . You wo n't want to see me or anyone for a while after you have read this book . But I will come up to see you to-morrow . '' When I went the next day Miss Sylvia herself met me at the door . She caught my hand and drew me into the hall . Her eyes were softly radiant . `` Oh , you have made me so happy ! '' she said tremulously . `` Oh , you can never know how happy ! Nothing hurts now -- nothing ever can hurt , because I know he did care . '' She laid her face down on my shoulder , as a girl might have nestled to her lover , and I bent and kissed her for Uncle Alan . The Garden of Spices Jims tried the door of the blue room . Yes , it was locked . He had hoped Aunt Augusta might have forgotten to lock it ; but when did Aunt Augusta forget anything ? Except , perhaps , that little boys were not born grown-ups -- and that was something she never remembered . To be sure , she was only a half-aunt . Whole aunts probably had more convenient memories .
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