Kilmeny of the Orchard 
     
    
   
   
    
     pinned them about her head like a coro- 
     
     net; 3. late white rose was fastened low 
     
     down on the left side. 
     
    
   
   
    
     “ ‘A man had given all other bliss 
     
     And all his worldly wealth for this— 
     
     To waste his whole heart in one kiss 
     
     Upon her perfect lips,’ ” 
     
    
   
   
    
     quoted Eric in a whisper as he watched 
     
     her descend. Aloud he said, 
     
    

    
     “ Take these lilies on your arm, letting 
     
     their bloom fall against your shoulder— 
     
     so. Now, give me your hand and shut 
     
     your eyes. Don’t open them until I say 
     
     you may.” 
     
    

    
     He led her into the parlour and up to 
     
     the mirror. 
     
    

    
     “ Look,” he cried, gayly. 
     
    

    
     Kilmeny opened her eyes and looked 
     
     straight into the mirror where, like a 
     
     lovely picture in a golden frame, she saw 
     
     herself reflected. For a moment she was 
     
     bewildered. Then she realized what it 
     
     meant. The lilies fell from her arm to the 
     
    

    
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