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“
After
all
,
”
Anne
had
said
to
Marilla
once
,
“
I
believe
the
nicest
and
sweetest
days
are
not
those
on
which
anything
very
splendid
or
wonderful
or
exciting
happens
but
just
those
that
bring
simple
little
pleasures
,
following
one
another
softly
,
like
pearls
slipping
off
a
string
.
”
Life
at
Green
Gables
was
full
of
just
such
days
,
for
Anne
’
s
adventures
and
misadventures
,
like
those
of
other
people
,
did
not
all
happen
at
once
,
but
were
sprinkled
over
the
year
,
with
long
stretches
of
harmless
,
happy
days
between
,
filled
with
work
and
dreams
and
laughter
and
lessons
.
Such
a
day
came
late
in
August
.
In
the
forenoon
Anne
and
Diana
rowed
the
delighted
twins
down
the
pond
to
the
sandshore
to
pick
“
sweet
grass
”
and
paddle
in
the
surf
,
over
which
the
wind
was
harping
an
old
lyric
learned
when
the
world
was
young
.
In
the
afternoon
Anne
walked
down
to
the
old
Irving
place
to
see
Paul
.
She
found
him
stretched
out
on
the
grassy
bank
beside
the
thick
fir
grove
that
sheltered
the
house
on
the
north
,
absorbed
in
a
book
of
fairy
tales
.
He
sprang
up
radiantly
at
sight
of
her
.
“
Oh
,
I
’
m
so
glad
you
’
ve
come
,
teacher
,
”
he
said
eagerly
,
“
because
Grandma
’
s
away
.
You
’
ll
stay
and
have
tea
with
me
,
won
’
t
you
?
It
’
s
so
lonesome
to
have
tea
all
by
oneself
.
YOU
know
,
teacher
.
I
’
ve
had
serious
thoughts
of
asking
Young
Mary
Joe
to
sit
down
and
eat
her
tea
with
me
,
but
I
expect
Grandma
wouldn
’
t
approve
.
She
says
the
French
have
to
be
kept
in
their
place
.
And
anyhow
,
it
’
s
difficult
to
talk
with
Young
Mary
Joe
.
She
just
laughs
and
says
,
‘
Well
,
yous
do
beat
all
de
kids
I
ever
knowed
.
’
That
isn
’
t
my
idea
of
conversation
.
”
“
Of
course
I
’
ll
stay
to
tea
,
”
said
Anne
gaily
.
“
I
was
dying
to
be
asked
.
My
mouth
has
been
watering
for
some
more
of
your
grandma
’
s
delicious
shortbread
ever
since
I
had
tea
here
before
.
”
Paul
looked
very
sober
.
“
If
it
depended
on
me
,
teacher
,
”
he
said
,
standing
before
Anne
with
his
hands
in
his
pockets
and
his
beautiful
little
face
shadowed
with
sudden
care
,
“
You
should
have
shortbread
with
a
right
good
will
.
But
it
depends
on
Mary
Joe
.
I
heard
Grandma
tell
her
before
she
left
that
she
wasn
’
t
to
give
me
any
shortcake
because
it
was
too
rich
for
little
boys
’
stomachs
.
But
maybe
Mary
Joe
will
cut
some
for
you
if
I
promise
I
won
’
t
eat
any
.
Let
us
hope
for
the
best
.
”
“
Yes
,
let
us
,
”
agreed
Anne
,
whom
this
cheerful
philosophy
suited
exactly
,
“
and
if
Mary
Joe
proves
hard
-
hearted
and
won
’
t
give
me
any
shortbread
it
doesn
’
t
matter
in
the
least
,
so
you
are
not
to
worry
over
that
.
”
“
You
’
re
sure
you
won
’
t
mind
if
she
doesn
’
t
?
”
said
Paul
anxiously
.
