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“
Stephen
Irving
is
home
?
”
“
How
did
you
know
?
Who
told
you
?
”
cried
Anne
disappointedly
,
vexed
that
her
great
revelation
had
been
anticipated
.
“
Nobody
.
I
knew
that
must
be
it
,
just
from
the
way
you
spoke
.
”
“
He
wants
to
come
and
see
you
,
”
said
Anne
.
“
May
I
send
him
word
that
he
may
?
”
“
Yes
,
of
course
,
”
fluttered
Miss
Lavendar
.
“
There
is
no
reason
why
he
shouldn
’
t
.
He
is
only
coming
as
any
old
friend
might
.
”
Anne
had
her
own
opinion
about
that
as
she
hastened
into
the
house
to
write
a
note
at
Miss
Lavendar
’
s
desk
.
“
Oh
,
it
’
s
delightful
to
be
living
in
a
storybook
,
”
she
thought
gaily
.
“
It
will
come
out
all
right
of
course
.
.
.
it
must
.
.
.
and
Paul
will
have
a
mother
after
his
own
heart
and
everybody
will
be
happy
.
But
Mr
.
Irving
will
take
Miss
Lavendar
away
.
.
.
and
dear
knows
what
will
happen
to
the
little
stone
house
.
.
.
and
so
there
are
two
sides
to
it
,
as
there
seems
to
be
to
everything
in
this
world
.
”
The
important
note
was
written
and
Anne
herself
carried
it
to
the
Grafton
post
office
,
where
she
waylaid
the
mail
carrier
and
asked
him
to
leave
it
at
the
Avonlea
office
.
“
It
’
s
so
very
important
,
”
Anne
assured
him
anxiously
.
The
mail
carrier
was
a
rather
grumpy
old
personage
who
did
not
at
all
look
the
part
of
a
messenger
of
Cupid
;
and
Anne
was
none
too
certain
that
his
memory
was
to
be
trusted
.
But
he
said
he
would
do
his
best
to
remember
and
she
had
to
be
contented
with
that
.
Charlotta
the
Fourth
felt
that
some
mystery
pervaded
the
stone
house
that
afternoon
.
.
.
a
mystery
from
which
she
was
excluded
.
Miss
Lavendar
roamed
about
the
garden
in
a
distracted
fashion
.
Anne
,
too
,
seemed
possessed
by
a
demon
of
unrest
,
and
walked
to
and
fro
and
went
up
and
down
.
Charlotta
the
Fourth
endured
it
till
patience
ceased
to
be
a
virtue
;
then
she
confronted
Anne
on
the
occasion
of
that
romantic
young
person
’
s
third
aimless
peregrination
through
the
kitchen
.
