Mrs. Kitty told it mournfully . `` Of course , this means that Freda has refused him , '' she said . `` She is such an odd girl . '' Roger went straight out to Lowlands . He found Freda in the snuggery and held out his hands to her . `` Freda , will you marry me ? It will take a lifetime to tell you how much I love you . '' `` But the Ideal ? '' questioned Freda . `` I have just discovered what my ideal is , '' said Roger . `` She is a dear , loyal , companionable little girl , with the jolliest laugh and the warmest , truest heart in the world . She has starry grey eyes , two dimples , and a mouth I must and will kiss -- there -- there -- there ! Freda , tell me you love me a little bit , although I 've been such a besotted idiot . '' `` I will not let you call my husband-that-is-to-be names , '' said Freda , snuggling down into the curve of his shoulder . `` But indeed , Roger-boy , you will have to make me very , very happy to square matters up . You have made me so unutterably unhappy for two months . '' `` The pursuit of the Ideal is ended , '' declared Roger . The Softening of Miss Cynthia `` I wonder if I 'd better flavour this cake with lemon or vanilla . It 's the most perplexing thing I ever heard of in my life . '' Miss Cynthia put down the bottles with a vexed frown ; her perplexity had nothing whatever to do with flavouring the golden mixture in her cake bowl .
Mrs. John Joe knew that ; the latter had dropped in in a flurry of curiosity concerning the little boy whom she had seen about Miss XXXXX 's place for the last two days .
Cynthia Freda Kitty Lowlands Roger Roger-boy dimples flavour months snuggery