`` There he is now ! '' cried Dan , waving excitedly from the window . `` He 's carrying a fish-basket , '' said Felicity . `` You surely do n't suppose he would bring THAT picture in a fish-basket ! '' Jerry HAD brought it in a fish-basket , as appeared when he mounted the granary stairs shortly afterwards . It was folded up in a newspaper packet on top of the dried herring with which the basket was filled . We paid him his money , but we would not open the packet until he had gone . `` Cecily , '' said Felicity in a hushed tone . `` You are the best of us all . YOU open the parcel . '' `` Oh , I 'm no gooder than the rest of you , '' breathed Cecily , `` but I 'll open it if you like . '' With trembling fingers Cecily opened the parcel . We stood around , hardly breathing . She unfolded it and held it up . We saw it . Suddenly Sara began to cry . `` Oh , oh , oh , does God look like THAT ? '' she wailed . Felix and I spoke not . Disappointment , and something worse , sealed our speech .
DID God look like that -- XXXXX that stern , angrily frowning old man with the tossing hair and beard of the wood-cut Cecily held .
With as from if in like of than to until