questioned Freda . `` I have just discovered what my ideal is , '' said Roger . `` She is a dear , loyal , companionable little girl , with the jolliest laugh and the warmest , truest heart in the world . She has starry grey eyes , two dimples , and a mouth I must and will kiss -- there -- there -- there ! Freda , tell me you love me a little bit , although I 've been such a besotted idiot . '' `` I will not let you call my husband-that-is-to-be names , '' said Freda , snuggling down into the curve of his shoulder . `` But indeed , Roger-boy , you will have to make me very , very happy to square matters up . You have made me so unutterably unhappy for two months . '' `` The pursuit of the Ideal is ended , '' declared Roger . The Softening of Miss Cynthia `` I wonder if I 'd better flavour this cake with lemon or vanilla . It 's the most perplexing thing I ever heard of in my life . '' Miss Cynthia put down the bottles with a vexed frown ; her perplexity had nothing whatever to do with flavouring the golden mixture in her cake bowl . Mrs. John Joe knew that ; the latter had dropped in in a flurry of curiosity concerning the little boy whom she had seen about Miss Cynthia 's place for the last two days . Her daughter Kitty was with her ; they both sat close together on the kitchen sofa . `` It is too bad , '' said Mrs. John Joe sympathetically . `` I do n't wonder you are mixed up . So unexpected , too ! When did he come ? '' `` Tuesday night , '' said Miss Cynthia . She had decided on the vanilla and was whipping it briskly in .
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