And , indeed , what we saw would have been worth several conscience spasms if we had felt any . Aunt Olivia arose and advanced primly , with outstretched hand . `` Mr. MacPherson , I am very glad to see you , '' she said formally . `` It 's yourself , Nillie ! '' Mr. Malcolm MacPherson gave two strides . He dropped his flowers on the floor , knocked over a small table , and sent the ottoman spinning against the wall . Then he caught Aunt Olivia in his arms and -- smack , smack , smack ! Peggy sank back upon the stair-step with her handkerchief stuffed in her mouth . Aunt Olivia was being kissed ! Presently , Mr. Malcolm MacPherson held her back at arm 's length in his big paws and looked her over . I saw Aunt Olivia 's eyes roam over his arm to the inverted table and the litter of asters and goldenrod . Her sleek crimps were all ruffled up , and her lace fichu twisted half around her neck . She looked distressed . `` It 's not a bit changed you are , Nillie , '' said Mr. Malcolm MacPherson admiringly . `` And it 's good I 'm feeling to see you again . Are you glad to see me , Nillie ? '' `` Oh , of course , '' said Aunt Olivia . She twisted herself free and went to set up the table . Then she turned to the flowers , but Mr. Malcolm MacPherson had already gathered them up , leaving a goodly sprinkling of leaves and stalks on the carpet . `` I picked these for you in the river field , Nillie , '' he said .
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