But Phil had insisted on taking it home with her in the Christmas holidays and embroidering tiny rosebuds all over the chiffon . Phil 's fingers were deft , and the result was a dress which was the envy of every Redmond girl . Even Allie Boone , whose frocks came from Paris , was wont to look with longing eyes on that rosebud concoction as Anne trailed up the main staircase at Redmond in it . Anne was trying the effect of a white orchid in her hair . Roy Gardner had sent her white orchids for the reception , and she knew no other Redmond girl would have them that night -- when Phil came in with admiring gaze . `` Anne , this is certainly your night for looking handsome . Nine nights out of ten I can easily outshine you . The tenth you blossom out suddenly into something that eclipses me altogether . How do you manage it ? '' `` It 's the dress , dear . Fine feathers . '' '' '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 XXXXX orchids myself .
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