Then the Old Lady deliberately hid behind the spruce clump . She had put on her dark green silk on purpose for hiding . She had not long to wait . Soon Sylvia Gray came down the hill with Mattie Spencer . When she reached the bridge she saw the Mayflowers and gave an exclamation of delight . Then she saw her name and her expression changed to wonder . The Old Lady , peering through the boughs , could have laughed for very pleasure over the success of her little plot . `` For me ! '' said Sylvia , lifting the flowers . `` CAN they really be for me , Mattie ? Who could have left them here ? '' Mattie giggled . `` I believe it was Chris Stewart , '' she said . `` I know he was over at Avonlea last night . And ma says he 's taken a notion to you -- she knows by the way he looked at you when you were singing night before last . It would be just like him to do something queer like this -- he 's such a shy fellow with the girls . '' Sylvia frowned a little . She did not like Mattie 's expressions , but she did like Mayflowers , and she did not dislike Chris Stewart , who had seemed to her merely a nice , modest , country boy . She lifted the flowers and buried her face in them . `` Anyway , I 'm much obliged to the giver , whoever he or she is , '' she said merrily .
`` There 's nothing I love XXXXX Mayflowers .
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