When Kilo buys scented soap she likes to have it really scented.
Miss Sally, when the small boy Eliph' secured as a messenger had delivered the box of candy, knew well enough what it meant.

The neatly written card, "From Yours very truly, E.Hewlitt," did not suggest much, perhaps, but in Kilo friends do not scatter two-pound boxes of candy recklessly about.

To receive a two-pound box on Christmas would have been a suspicious circumstance, for a smaller box would have done quite as well between friends, but to send a two-pound box on a day that was no holiday at all, but just a plain day of the week, could stand for but one of two things--the giver was insane, or he had "intentions," and Miss Sally knew very well that Eliph' Hewlitt was not insane.

Unless on the subject of Jarby's Encyclopedia.
She carried the box of candy to Mrs.Smith, and showed her the card.
"How lovely!" cried Mrs.Smith, an exclamation which might have meant either the box of candy or the sentiment that inspired the sender, and then added, "How odd! It smells like soap!" "That's a sign it's good candy," said Miss Sally.

"The candy Rudge sells always smells of soap, an' he handles only the best, so when you see candy that smells that way you know it's good.