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Marjorie's Three Gifts by Louisa May Alcott
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Slipping in, she stood enjoying the lovely colors, sweet odors, and
delicate shapes of these household spirits; for Lizzie loved flowers
passionately; and just then they possessed a peculiar charm for her.

One particularly captivating little rose won her heart, and made her
long for it with a longing that became a temptation too strong to
resist. It was so perfect; so like a rosy face smiling out from the
green leaves, that Lizzie could NOT keep her hands off it, and
having smelt, touched, and kissed it, she suddenly broke the stem
and hid it in her pocket. Then, frightened at what she had done, she
crept back to her place in the hall, and sat there, burdened with
remorse.

A servant came just then to lead her upstairs; for Miss Belle wished
the hat altered, and must give directions. With her heart in a
flutter, and pinker roses in her cheeks than the one in her pocket,
Lizzie followed to a handsome room, where a pretty girl stood before
a long mirror with the hat in her hand.

"Tell Madame Tifany that I don't like it at all, for she hasn't put
in the blue plume mamma ordered; and I won't have rose-buds, they
are so common," said the young lady, in a dissatisfied tone, as she
twirled the hat about.

"Yes, miss," was all Lizzie could say; for SHE considered that hat
the loveliest thing a girl could possibly own.

"You had better ask your mamma about it, Miss Belle, before you give
any orders. She will be up in a few moments, and the girl can wait,"
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