`` Maybe I can jump , '' said Jims dubiously . `` I 'm afraid not . I 'll give you a stool and you can stand on it . Just leave it there for future use . Good-bye , Jims . Jims , two hours ago I did n't know there was such a person in the world as you -- and now I love you -- I love you . '' Jims ' heart filled with a great warm gush of gladness . He had always wanted to be loved . And no living creature , he felt sure , loved him , except his gobbler -- and a gobbler 's love is not very satisfying , though it is better than nothing . He was blissfully happy as he carried his stool across the lawn . He climbed his pine and went in at the window and curled up on the seat in a maze of delight . The blue room was more shadowy than ever but that did not matter . Over in the Garden of Spices was friendship and laughter and romance galore . The whole world was transformed for Jims . From that time Jims lived a shamelessly double life . Whenever he was shut in the blue room he escaped to the Garden of Spices -- and he was shut in very often , for , Mr. Burroughs being away , he got into a good deal of what Aunt Augusta called mischief . Besides , it is a sad truth that Jims did n't try very hard to be good now . He thought it paid better to be bad and be shut up . To be sure there was always a fly in the ointment . He was haunted by a vague fear that Aunt Augusta might relent and come to the blue room before supper time to let him out .
`` And then the fat would be XXXXX the fire , '' said Jims .
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