First, she looked where the Harvester had said the dishes were, and suddenly sat on the floor exulting.

There was a quantity of old chipped and cracked white ware and some gorgeous baking powder prizes; but there were also big blue, green, and pink bowls, several large lustre plates, and a complete tea set without chip or blemish, two beautiful pitchers, and a number of willow pieces.

She set the green bowl on the dining table, the blue on the living-room, and took the pink herself, while a beautiful yellow one she placed in the dining-room window seat.
"Oh, if I only dared fill them with those lovely flowers!" She stood in the window and gazed longingly toward the lake.

"I know what colour I'd like to put in each of them," she said, "but I promised not to touch anything, and the ones I want most I never saw before, and I'm not to go out anyway.

I can't see the sense in that, when I'm not at all afraid, but if he does this wonderful thing for me I must do what he asks.