I told her all the Greenvale news and gossip and everything else I thought she 'd like to hear . She was so pleased and proud ; she told me when I came away that she had n't had such a nice time for years . `` Then there was ... Florence . You know , Aunt Emmy , we were always intimate friends until last year . Then Florence once told Rose Watson something I had told her in confidence . I found it out and I was so hurt . I could n't forgive Florence , and I told her plainly I could never be a real friend to her again . Florence felt badly , because she really did love me , and she asked me to forgive her , but it seemed as if I could n't . Well , Aunt Emmy , that was my Christmas gift to her ... my forgiveness . I went down last night and just put my arms around her and told her that I loved her as much as ever and wanted to be real close friends again . `` I gave Aunt Mary her gift this morning . I told her I was n't going to Murraybridge , that I just meant to stay home with her . She was so glad -- and I 'm glad , too , now that I 've decided so . '' `` Your gifts have been real gifts , Clorinda , '' said Aunt Emmy . `` Something of you -- the best of you -- went into each of them . '' Clorinda went out and brought her cornery armful in . `` I did n't forget you , Aunt Emmy , '' she said , as she unpinned the paper . There was a rosebush -- Clorinda 's own pet rosebush -- all snowed over with fragrant blossoms . Aunt Emmy loved flowers . She put her finger under one of the roses and kissed it .
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