It does n't do to think a man perfection , Janet , because he thinks so too , and when he finds someone who agrees with him he is inclined to rest on his oars . '' `` At any rate , you do n't care for anyone else , '' said Janet hopefully . `` Not I. I like Randall as well as I like anybody . '' `` Randall wo n't be satisfied with that , '' muttered Janet . But Avery did not hear her , having picked up her basket of apples and gone . Janet sat down on the lower rung of the ladder and gave herself up to an unpleasant reverie . Oh , how the world had changed in half an hour ! She had never been so worried in her life . She was so fond of Randall -- she had always been fond of him -- why , he was just like a brother to her ! She could n't possibly love a brother more . And Avery was going to hurt him ; it would hurt him horribly when he found out she did not love him . Janet could not bear the thought of Randall being hurt ; it made her fairly savage . He must not be hurt -- Avery must love him . Janet could not understand why she did not . Surely everyone must love Randall . It had never occurred to Janet to ask herself , as Avery had asked , if she would like to marry Randall . Randall could never fancy her -- a little plain , brown thing , only half grown . Nobody could think of her beside beautiful , rose-faced Avery . Janet accepted this fact unquestioningly . She had never been jealous .
She only felt that she wanted Randall XXXXX have everything he wanted -- to be perfectly happy .
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