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“
Well
,
by
and
by
I
’
ll
tell
you
the
thoughts
I
told
Mary
Joe
and
you
can
see
for
yourself
if
there
’
s
anything
queer
in
them
,
”
said
Paul
,
“
but
I
’
ll
wait
till
it
begins
to
get
dark
.
That
is
the
time
I
ache
to
tell
people
things
,
and
when
nobody
else
is
handy
I
just
HAVE
to
tell
Mary
Joe
.
But
after
this
I
won
’
t
,
if
it
makes
her
imagine
I
’
m
wrong
in
my
upper
story
.
I
’
ll
just
ache
and
bear
it
.
”
“
And
if
the
ache
gets
too
bad
you
can
come
up
to
Green
Gables
and
tell
me
your
thoughts
,
”
suggested
Anne
,
with
all
the
gravity
that
endeared
her
to
children
,
who
so
dearly
love
to
be
taken
seriously
.
“
Yes
,
I
will
.
But
I
hope
Davy
won
’
t
be
there
when
I
go
because
he
makes
faces
at
me
.
I
don
’
t
mind
VERY
much
because
he
is
such
a
little
boy
and
I
am
quite
a
big
one
,
but
still
it
is
not
pleasant
to
have
faces
made
at
you
.
And
Davy
makes
such
terrible
ones
.
Sometimes
I
am
frightened
he
will
never
get
his
face
straightened
out
again
.
He
makes
them
at
me
in
church
when
I
ought
to
be
thinking
of
sacred
things
.
Dora
likes
me
though
,
and
I
like
her
,
but
not
so
well
as
I
did
before
she
told
Minnie
May
Barry
that
she
meant
to
marry
me
when
I
grew
up
.
I
may
marry
somebody
when
I
grow
up
but
I
’
m
far
too
young
to
be
thinking
of
it
yet
,
don
’
t
you
think
,
teacher
?
”
“
Rather
young
,
”
agreed
teacher
.
“
Speaking
of
marrying
,
reminds
me
of
another
thing
that
has
been
troubling
me
of
late
,
”
continued
Paul
.
“
Mrs
.
Lynde
was
down
here
one
day
last
week
having
tea
with
Grandma
,
and
Grandma
made
me
show
her
my
little
mother
’
s
picture
.
.
.
the
one
father
sent
me
for
my
birthday
present
.
I
didn
’
t
exactly
want
to
show
it
to
Mrs
.
Lynde
.
Mrs
.
Lynde
is
a
good
,
kind
woman
,
but
she
isn
’
t
the
sort
of
person
you
want
to
show
your
mother
’
s
picture
to
.
YOU
know
,
teacher
.
But
of
course
I
obeyed
Grandma
.
Mrs
.
Lynde
said
she
was
very
pretty
but
kind
of
actressy
looking
,
and
must
have
been
an
awful
lot
younger
than
father
.
Then
she
said
,
‘
Some
of
these
days
your
pa
will
be
marrying
again
likely
.
How
will
you
like
to
have
a
new
ma
,
Master
Paul
?
’
Well
,
the
idea
almost
took
my
breath
away
,
teacher
,
but
I
wasn
’
t
going
to
let
Mrs
.
Lynde
see
THAT
.
I
just
looked
her
straight
in
the
face
.
.
.
like
this
.
.
.
and
I
said
,
‘
Mrs
.
Lynde
,
father
made
a
pretty
good
job
of
picking
out
my
first
mother
and
I
could
trust
him
to
pick
out
just
as
good
a
one
the
second
time
.
’
And
I
CAN
trust
him
,
teacher
.
But
still
,
I
hope
,
if
he
ever
does
give
me
a
new
mother
,
he
’
ll
ask
my
opinion
about
her
before
it
’
s
too
late
.
There
’
s
Mary
Joe
coming
to
call
us
to
tea
.
I
’
ll
go
and
consult
with
her
about
the
shortbread
.
”
As
a
result
of
the
“
consultation
,
”
Mary
Joe
cut
the
shortbread
and
added
a
dish
of
preserves
to
the
bill
of
fare
.
Anne
poured
the
tea
and
she
and
Paul
had
a
very
merry
meal
in
the
dim
old
sitting
room
whose
windows
were
open
to
the
gulf
breezes
,
and
they
talked
so
much
“
nonsense
”
that
Mary
Joe
was
quite
scandalized
and
told
Veronica
the
next
evening
that
“
de
school
mees
”
was
as
queer
as
Paul
.
After
tea
Paul
took
Anne
up
to
his
room
to
show
her
his
mother
’
s
picture
,
which
had
been
the
mysterious
birthday
present
kept
by
Mrs
.
Irving
in
the
bookcase
.
Paul
’
s
little
low
-
ceilinged
room
was
a
soft
whirl
of
ruddy
light
from
the
sun
that
was
setting
over
the
sea
and
swinging
shadows
from
the
fir
trees
that
grew
close
to
the
square
,
deep
-
set
window
.
From
out
this
soft
glow
and
glamor
shone
a
sweet
,
girlish
face
,
with
tender
mother
eyes
,
that
was
hanging
on
the
wall
at
the
foot
of
the
bed
.
“
That
’
s
my
little
mother
,
”
said
Paul
with
loving
pride
.
“
I
got
Grandma
to
hang
it
there
where
I
’
d
see
it
as
soon
as
I
opened
my
eyes
in
the
morning
.
I
never
mind
not
having
the
light
when
I
go
to
bed
now
,
because
it
just
seems
as
if
my
little
mother
was
right
here
with
me
.
Father
knew
just
what
I
would
like
for
a
birthday
present
,
although
he
never
asked
me
.
Isn
’
t
it
wonderful
how
much
fathers
DO
know
?
”
“
Your
mother
was
very
lovely
,
Paul
,
and
you
look
a
little
like
her
.
But
her
eyes
and
hair
are
darker
than
yours
.
”
