He had called that afternoon , and was coming to dinner that night . `` How fortunate , '' said the Girl , as she went to her room , `` that I relieved my mind to that Young Man out in the park today . If I had come back with all that pent-up feeling seething within me and heard this news right on top of it all , I might have flown into a thousand pieces . What lovely brown eyes he had ! I do dote on brown eyes . The Creature will be sure to have fishy blue ones . '' * * * * * When the Girl went down to meet the Creature she found herself confronted by the Young Man . For the first , last , and only time in her life , the Girl had not a word to say . But her family thought her confusion very natural and pretty . They really had not expected her to behave so well . As for the Young Man , his manner was flawless . Toward the end of the dinner , when the Girl was beginning to recover herself , he turned to her . `` You know I promised never to tell , '' he said . `` Be sure you do n't , then , '' said the Girl meekly . `` But are n't you glad you left the loophole ? '' he persisted . The Girl smiled down into her lap . `` Perhaps , '' she said . Aunt Cyrilla 's Christmas Basket When Lucy Rose met Aunt Cyrilla coming downstairs , somewhat flushed and breathless from her ascent to the garret , with a big , flat-covered basket hanging over her plump arm , she gave a little sigh of despair . Lucy Rose had done her brave best for some years -- in fact , ever since she had put up her hair and lengthened her skirts -- to break Aunt Cyrilla of the habit of carrying that basket with her every time she went to Pembroke ; but Aunt Cyrilla still insisted on taking it , and only laughed at what she called Lucy Rose 's `` finicky notions . ''
Lucy Rose had a horrible , haunting idea that it was extremely provincial for her aunt always to take the big basket , packed full of country good things , whenever she went XXXXX visit Edward and Geraldine .
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