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He stood inside a window, under pretense of having no place to sit
down, and called out regularly,
"Six more coming, mother! And a boy with three ringing across the
street. I think he's made a mistake. Yes, he has. He's coming
over!"
When all the stands and tables were overflowing, the bouquets were
hung to the curtains in the windows. And Delight, taking a last
survey, from the doorway, expressed her satisfaction.
"It's heavenly," she said. "Imagine all those flowers for me. It
looks" - she squinted up her eyes critically - "it looks precisely
like a highly successful funeral."
But a part of her satisfaction was pure pose, for the benefit of
that kindly pair who loved her so. Alone in her room, dressed to
go down-stairs, Delight drew a long breath and picked up her flowers
which Clayton Spencer had sent. It had been his kindly custom for
years to send to each little debutante, as she made her bow, a great
armful of white lilacs and trailing tiny white rosebuds.


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