There was a wooden box on the table and its cover had been removed and revealed that it was full of neat packages.
"Mr.Craven sent it to you," said Martha.

"It looks as if it had picture-books in it." Mary remembered what he had asked her the day she had gone to his room.
"Do you want anything--dolls--toys--books ?" She opened the package wondering if he had sent a doll, and also wondering what she should do with it if he had.

But he had not sent one.

There were several beautiful books such as Colin had, and two of them were about gardens and were full of pictures.

There were two or three games and there was a beautiful little writing-case with a gold monogram on it and a gold pen and inkstand.
Everything was so nice that her pleasure began to crowd her anger out of her mind.