I've read and re-read The Neighbors (a.k.a. The Neighboring Families) trying to think of something to say about it, but I consistently come up with nothing. Maybe I don't get it? It's full of conflicting interpretations of beauty and "the beautiful" and *SPOILER ALERT* there is a dead bird in it - something that always makes me a bit misty (even if that bird was kind of a jerk).
I've singled out the reference to ducks, "standing on their heads in the water." Fun Fact: Oscar Wilde would later adopt this quirky and adorable description of duck behavior in one of my favorite stories of his, The Devoted Friend (a dead-bird-free story).