So far as he was concerned, this was as much a lost article as had been the gorgeous parasol.

He had been praised to the skies for bringing the parasol and the thermos case to the Mistress.

He had every reason to expect the same meed of praise for this new gift.
Indeed, to Lad's way of thinking, he might well hope for even higher praise.

For the parasol had been an odorless and foolish thing of no apparent usefulness; while this basket exhaled most heavenly scents of fried chicken and other delectable foods.

Heavy as was the burden, it did not occur to Lad to set it down.