Ida sat down in a chair , feeling bewildered and awkward . This was a nice predicament ! How could she tell that other Ida that the cake did n't belong to her ? The poor thing was so delighted . And , oh , what a bare , lonely little room ! The big , luxurious cake seemed to emphasize the bareness and loneliness . `` Who -- who sent it to you ? '' she asked lamely . `` It must have been Mrs. Henderson , because there is nobody else who would , '' answered the other Ida . `` Two years ago I was going to school in Trenton and I boarded with her . When I left her to come to Clifton she told me she would send me a cake for Christmas . Well , I expected that cake last year -- and it did n't come . I ca n't tell you how disappointed I was . You 'll think me very childish . But I was so lonely , with no home to go to like the other girls . But she sent it this year , you see . It is so nice to think that somebody has remembered me at New Year 's . It is n't the cake itself -- it 's the thought behind it . It has just made all the difference in the world . There -- just sample it , Miss Mitchell . ''
The other Ida cut a generous slice from the cake and passed it XXXXX her guest .
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