Thank you so much for the roses , Mr. -- Mr. -- '' `` Bell -- Andrew Bell , that 's my name . I live out at Pine Pastures . We 're all Bells out there -- ca n't throw a stone without hitting one . Glad you like the roses . '' After that the vegetable-man brought Jessamine a bouquet every trip . Now it was a big bunch of field-daisies or golden buttercups , now a green glory of spicy ferns , now a cluster of old-fashioned garden flowers . `` They keep life in me , '' Jessamine told him . They were great friends by this time . True , she knew little about him but she felt instinctively that he was manly and kind-hearted . One day when he came Jessamine met him almost gleefully . `` No , nothing today . There is no dinner to cook . '' `` You do n't say . Where are the folks ? '' `` Gone on an excursion . They wo n't be back until tonight . '' `` They wo n't ? Well , I 'll tell you what to do . You get ready , and when I 'm through my rounds we 'll go for a drive up the country . '' `` Oh , Mr. Bell !
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