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“
I
wish
people
could
live
on
pudding
.
Why
can
’
t
they
,
Marilla
?
I
want
to
know
.
”
“
Because
they
’
d
soon
get
tired
of
it
.
”
“
I
’
d
like
to
try
that
for
myself
,
”
said
skeptical
Davy
.
“
But
I
guess
it
’
s
better
to
have
pudding
only
on
fish
and
company
days
than
none
at
all
.
They
never
have
any
at
Milty
Boulter
’
s
.
Milty
says
when
company
comes
his
mother
gives
them
cheese
and
cuts
it
herself
.
.
.
one
little
bit
apiece
and
one
over
for
manners
.
”
“
If
Milty
Boulter
talks
like
that
about
his
mother
at
least
you
needn
’
t
repeat
it
,
”
said
Marilla
severely
.
“
Bless
my
soul
,
”
.
.
.
Davy
had
picked
this
expression
up
from
Mr
.
Harrison
and
used
it
with
great
gusto
.
.
.
“
Milty
meant
it
as
a
compelment
.
He
’
s
awful
proud
of
his
mother
,
cause
folks
say
she
could
scratch
a
living
on
a
rock
.
”
“
I
.
.
.
I
suppose
them
pesky
hens
are
in
my
pansy
bed
again
,
”
said
Marilla
,
rising
and
going
out
hurriedly
.
The
slandered
hens
were
nowhere
near
the
pansy
bed
and
Marilla
did
not
even
glance
at
it
.
Instead
,
she
sat
down
on
the
cellar
hatch
and
laughed
until
she
was
ashamed
of
herself
.
When
Anne
and
Paul
reached
the
stone
house
that
afternoon
they
found
Miss
Lavendar
and
Charlotta
the
Fourth
in
the
garden
,
weeding
,
raking
,
clipping
,
and
trimming
as
if
for
dear
life
.
Miss
Lavendar
herself
,
all
gay
and
sweet
in
the
frills
and
laces
she
loved
,
dropped
her
shears
and
ran
joyously
to
meet
her
guests
,
while
Charlotta
the
Fourth
grinned
cheerfully
.
“
Welcome
,
Anne
.
I
thought
you
’
d
come
today
.
You
belong
to
the
afternoon
so
it
brought
you
.
Things
that
belong
together
are
sure
to
come
together
.
What
a
lot
of
trouble
that
would
save
some
people
if
they
only
knew
it
.
But
they
don
’
t
.
.
.
and
so
they
waste
beautiful
energy
moving
heaven
and
earth
to
bring
things
together
that
DON
’
T
belong
.
And
you
,
Paul
.
.
.
why
,
you
’
ve
grown
!
You
’
re
half
a
head
taller
than
when
you
were
here
before
.
