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“
I
think
it
’
s
getting
better
,
”
said
Catherine
firmly
.
“
YOU
think
!
”
Miss
Eliza
’
s
voice
expressed
the
utmost
contempt
.
“
It
doesn
’
t
signify
what
you
THINK
,
Catherine
Andrews
.
Facts
is
facts
.
”
“
Well
,
I
always
like
to
look
on
the
bright
side
,
Eliza
.
”
“
There
isn
’
t
any
bright
side
.
”
“
Oh
,
indeed
there
is
,
”
cried
Anne
,
who
couldn
’
t
endure
such
heresy
in
silence
.
“
Why
,
there
are
ever
so
many
bright
sides
,
Miss
Andrews
.
It
’
s
really
a
beautiful
world
.
”
“
You
won
’
t
have
such
a
high
opinion
of
it
when
you
’
ve
lived
as
long
in
it
as
I
have
,
”
retorted
Miss
Eliza
sourly
,
“
and
you
won
’
t
be
so
enthusiastic
about
improving
it
either
.
How
is
your
mother
,
Diana
?
Dear
me
,
but
she
has
failed
of
late
.
She
looks
terrible
run
down
.
And
how
long
is
it
before
Marilla
expects
to
be
stone
blind
,
Anne
?
”
“
The
doctor
thinks
her
eyes
will
not
get
any
worse
if
she
is
very
careful
,
”
faltered
Anne
.
Eliza
shook
her
head
.
“
Doctors
always
talk
like
that
just
to
keep
people
cheered
up
.
I
wouldn
’
t
have
much
hope
if
I
was
her
.
It
’
s
best
to
be
prepared
for
the
worst
.
”
“
But
oughtn
’
t
we
be
prepared
for
the
best
too
?
”
pleaded
Anne
.
“
It
’
s
just
as
likely
to
happen
as
the
worst
.
”
