Then she went back to her place.
Marjory had brought forth a golden apple, red on one cheek, rather garish.
"Oh!" exclaimed Millicent feverishly, instantly seized with desire for what she had not got, indifferent to what she had.

Her eye ran quickly over the packages.

She took one.
"Now!" she exclaimed loudly, to attract attention.

"Now! What's this ?--What's this?
What will this beauty be ?" With finicky fingers she removed the newspaper.

Marjory watched her wide-eyed.