Only her eyes had a suspicious appearance.
Somehow, we did not talk much more the rest of the meal.
When it was over Great-aunt Eliza said she was very sorry but she must really go.

Felicity politely urged her to stay, but was much relieved when Great-aunt Eliza adhered to her intention of going.

When Felicity took her to the spare room Cecily slipped upstairs and presently came back with a little parcel in her hand.
"What have you got there ?" demanded Felicity suspiciously.
"A--a little bag of rose-leaves," faltered Cecily.

"I thought I'd give them to Aunt Eliza." "The idea! Don't you do such a thing," said Felicity contemptuously.
"She'd think you were crazy." "She was awfully nice when I asked her for her name for the quilt," protested Cecily, "and she took a ten-cent section after all.

So I'd like to give her the rose-leaves--and I'm going to, too, Miss Felicity." Great-aunt Eliza accepted the little gift quite graciously, bade us all good-bye, said she had enjoyed herself very much, left messages for father and mother, and finally betook herself away.