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 The blossom is not real red, you know, just something between rose-color and lilac. Isn't that right?"

"Yes, exactly right. I couldn't tell it better myself, looking right at it."

"And this," went on the girl, "is a daisy. The center is yellow and the petals are white,—oh, just pure white, like the foam on the waves. I could never forget that, I know.

"And this is a buttercup. It is yellow like the center of the daisy, only it has a shiny gloss, like varnish, all over the petals; and a cowslip is just like it only bigger. You see, I do remember."

The lady was idly wondering what sort of a new game this might be, and the sweet childish voice went on: