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One
afternoon
a
few
days
later
Marilla
came
slowly
in
from
the
front
yard
where
she
had
been
talking
to
a
caller
—
a
man
whom
Anne
knew
by
sight
as
Sadler
from
Carmody
.
Anne
wondered
what
he
could
have
been
saying
to
bring
that
look
to
Marilla
’
s
face
.
“
What
did
Mr
.
Sadler
want
,
Marilla
?
”
Marilla
sat
down
by
the
window
and
looked
at
Anne
.
There
were
tears
in
her
eyes
in
defiance
of
the
oculist
’
s
prohibition
and
her
voice
broke
as
she
said
:
“
He
heard
that
I
was
going
to
sell
Green
Gables
and
he
wants
to
buy
it
.
”
“
Buy
it
!
Buy
Green
Gables
?
”
Anne
wondered
if
she
had
heard
aright
.
“
Oh
,
Marilla
,
you
don
’
t
mean
to
sell
Green
Gables
!
”
“
Anne
,
I
don
’
t
know
what
else
is
to
be
done
.
I
’
ve
thought
it
all
over
.
If
my
eyes
were
strong
I
could
stay
here
and
make
out
to
look
after
things
and
manage
,
with
a
good
hired
man
.
But
as
it
is
I
can
’
t
.
I
may
lose
my
sight
altogether
;
and
anyway
I
’
ll
not
be
fit
to
run
things
.
Oh
,
I
never
thought
I
’
d
live
to
see
the
day
when
I
’
d
have
to
sell
my
home
.
But
things
would
only
go
behind
worse
and
worse
all
the
time
,
till
nobody
would
want
to
buy
it
.
Every
cent
of
our
money
went
in
that
bank
;
and
there
’
s
some
notes
Matthew
gave
last
fall
to
pay
.
Mrs
.
Lynde
advises
me
to
sell
the
farm
and
board
somewhere
—
with
her
I
suppose
.
It
won
’
t
bring
much
—
it
’
s
small
and
the
buildings
are
old
.
But
it
’
ll
be
enough
for
me
to
live
on
I
reckon
.
I
’
m
thankful
you
’
re
provided
for
with
that
scholarship
,
Anne
.
I
’
m
sorry
you
won
’
t
have
a
home
to
come
to
in
your
vacations
,
that
’
s
all
,
but
I
suppose
you
’
ll
manage
somehow
.
”
Marilla
broke
down
and
wept
bitterly
.
“
You
mustn
’
t
sell
Green
Gables
,
”
said
Anne
resolutely
.
“
Oh
,
Anne
,
I
wish
I
didn
’
t
have
to
.
But
you
can
see
for
yourself
.
I
can
’
t
stay
here
alone
.
I
’
d
go
crazy
with
trouble
and
loneliness
.
And
my
sight
would
go
—
I
know
it
would
.
”
