Premise: Then I read it to Matthew and he said it was fine .<br>That is the kind of critic I like .<br>It 's a sad , sweet story .<br>I just cried like a child while I was writing it .<br>It 's about two beautiful maidens called Cordelia Montmorency and Geraldine Seymour who lived in the same village and were devotedly attached to each other .<br>Cordelia was a regal brunette with a coronet of midnight hair and duskly flashing eyes .<br>Geraldine was a queenly blonde with hair like spun gold and velvety purple eyes . ''<br>`` I never saw anybody with purple eyes , '' said Diana dubiously .<br>`` Neither did I. I just imagined them .
Hypothesis: geraldine's eyes were the color of a traffic cone