She and her mother were sitting at work one morning—that is to say,
Eleanor was drawing and Mrs. Powle cutting tissue paper in some very
elaborate way, for some unknown use or purpose; when Julia dashed in.
She threw a bunch of bright blue flowers on the table before her sister.
"There," she said—"do you know what that is?"
"Why certainly," said Eleanor. "It is borage."
"Well, do you know what it means?"
"What it means? No. What does any flower mean?"
"I'll tell you what this means"—said Julia.
"I, borage Bring courage."
"That is what people used to think it meant."
"How do you know that."
"Mr. Rhys says so. This borage grew in Mrs. Williams's garden; and I dare say she believes it."