'T is n't . The last evening you flamed out into beauty you wore your old blue flannel shirtwaist that Mrs. Lynde made you . If Roy had n't already lost head and heart about you he certainly would tonight . But I do n't like orchids on you , Anne . No ; it is n't jealousy . Orchids do n't seem to BELONG to you . They 're too exotic -- too tropical -- too insolent . Do n't put them in your hair , anyway . '' `` Well , I wo n't . I admit I 'm not fond of orchids myself . I do n't think they 're related to me . Roy does n't often send them -- he knows I like flowers I can live with . Orchids are only things you can visit with . '' `` Jonas sent me some dear pink rosebuds for the evening -- but -- he is n't coming himself . He said he had to lead a prayer-meeting in the slums ! I do n't believe he wanted to come . Anne , I 'm horribly afraid Jonas does n't really care anything about me . And I 'm trying to decide whether I 'll pine away and die , or go on and get my B.A. and be sensible and useful . '' `` You could n't possibly be sensible and useful , Phil , so you 'd better pine away and die , '' said Anne cruelly . `` Heartless Anne ! ''
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