`` I do n't know what that is . But your hair is gray and your eyes are tired , '' said Jims uncompromisingly . Uncle Walter laughed again , tossed Jims a quarter , and went out . `` Your uncle is only forty-five and in his prime , '' said Aunt Augusta dourly . Jims deliberately ran across the room to the window and , under pretence of looking out , knocked down a flower pot . So he was exiled to the blue room and got into his beloved Garden of Spices where Miss Avery 's beautiful eyes looked love into his and the Black Prince was a jolly playmate and old Martha petted and spoiled him to her heart 's content . Jims never asked questions but he was a wide-awake chap , and , taking one thing with another , he found out a good deal about the occupants of the old stone house . Miss Avery never went anywhere and no one ever went there . She lived all alone with two old servants , man and maid . Except these two and Jims nobody had ever seen her for twenty years . Jims did n't know why , but he thought it must be because of the scar on her face . He never referred to it , but one day Miss Avery told him what caused it . `` I dropped a lamp and my dress caught fire and burned my face , Jims . It made me hideous . I was beautiful before that -- very beautiful . Everybody said so . Come in and I will show you my picture . '' She took him into her big parlor and showed him the picture hanging on the wall between the two high windows . It was of a young girl in white . She certainly was very lovely , with her rose-leaf skin and laughing eyes .
Jims looked at the pictured face gravely , with his hands XXXXX his pockets and his head on one side .
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