If he did , I do n't see what you 're lugging that big portfolio along with you for . Go and put on your sailor hat , Jane Lavinia . '' Jane Lavinia obeyed . She always obeyed Aunt Rebecca . But she took off the chiffon hat and pinned on the sailor with bitterness of heart . She had always hated that sailor . Anything ugly hurt Jane Lavinia with an intensity that Aunt Rebecca could never understand ; and the sailor hat was ugly , with its stiff little black bows and impossible blue roses . It jarred on Jane Lavinia 's artistic instincts . Besides , it was very unbecoming . I look horrid in it , Jane Lavinia had thought sorrowfully ; and then she had gone out and down the velvet-green springtime valley and over the sunny birch hill beyond with a lagging step and a rebellious heart . But Jane Lavinia came home walking as if on the clear air of the crystal afternoon , her small , delicate face aglow and every fibre of her body and spirit thrilling with excitement and delight . She forgot to fling the sailor hat into its box with her usual energy of dislike . Just then Jane Lavinia had a soul above hats . She looked at herself in the glass and nodded with friendliness . `` You 'll do something yet , '' she said . `` Mr. Stephens said you would . Oh , I like you , Jane Lavinia , you dear thing ! Sometimes I have n't liked you because you 're nothing to look at , and I did n't suppose you could really do anything worthwhile . But I do like you now after what Mr. Stephens said about your drawings . '' Jane Lavinia smiled radiantly into the little cracked glass .
Just then she was pretty , with the glow XXXXX her cheeks and the sparkle in her eyes .
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