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THEO'S garden was brave with chrysanthemums, great yellow blooms swung from their stalks, or shot out rays from glowing centres like golden suns. Atop the branches, little buttons showed what might be expected later on; here a mass of snowy white fringes, springing from a whorl of incurled petals, invited the eye; there, red and yellow splendor flaunted, or in ragged pink disorder some splendid beauty held its own as biggest of them all.
Theo, walking among this late blossoming, fingered the buds lovingly, while Posie-Cossie, close at her heels, watched her with bright eyes.