You 'd go wild with excitement . '' `` I 'm sure I wo n't sleep anyhow , '' said Felicity . `` Well , at least you 'll open it the first thing in the morning , wo n't you , ma ? '' `` No , I 'll do nothing of the sort , '' was Aunt Janet 's pitiless decree . `` I want to get the work out of the way first -- and Roger and Olivia will want to be here , too . We 'll say ten o'clock to-morrow forenoon . '' `` That 's sixteen whole hours yet , '' sighed Felicity . `` I 'm going right over to tell the Story Girl , '' said Cecily . `` Wo n't she be excited ! '' We were all excited . We spent the evening speculating on the possible contents of the chest , and Cecily dreamed miserably that night that the moths had eaten everything in it . The morning dawned on a beautiful world . A very slight fall of snow had come in the night -- just enough to look like a filmy veil of lace flung over the dark evergreens , and the hard frozen ground . A new blossom time seemed to have revisited the orchard . The spruce wood behind the house appeared to be woven out of enchantment . There is nothing more beautiful than a thickly growing wood of firs lightly powdered with new-fallen snow . As the sun remained hidden by gray clouds , this fairy-beauty lasted all day . The Story Girl came over early in the morning , and Sara Ray , to whom faithful Cecily had sent word , was also on hand . Felicity did not approve of this . `` Sara Ray is n't any relation to our family , '' she scolded to Cecily , `` and she has no right to be present . ''
`` She 's a particular friend of mine , '' said Cecily XXXXX dignity .
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