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Finally
Gilbert
rose
regretfully
.
“
Well
,
I
must
run
up
to
MacPhersons
’
.
Moody
Spurgeon
came
home
from
Queen
’
s
today
for
Sunday
and
he
was
to
bring
me
out
a
book
Professor
Boyd
is
lending
me
.
”
“
And
I
must
get
Marilla
’
s
tea
.
She
went
to
see
Mrs
.
Keith
this
evening
and
she
will
soon
be
back
.
”
Anne
had
tea
ready
when
Marilla
came
home
;
the
fire
was
crackling
cheerily
,
a
vase
of
frost
-
bleached
ferns
and
ruby
-
red
maple
leaves
adorned
the
table
,
and
delectable
odors
of
ham
and
toast
pervaded
the
air
.
But
Marilla
sank
into
her
chair
with
a
deep
sigh
.
“
Are
your
eyes
troubling
you
?
Does
your
head
ache
?
”
queried
Anne
anxiously
.
“
No
.
I
’
m
only
tired
.
.
.
and
worried
.
It
’
s
about
Mary
and
those
children
.
.
.
Mary
is
worse
.
.
.
she
can
’
t
last
much
longer
.
And
as
for
the
twins
,
I
don
’
t
know
what
is
to
become
of
them
.
”
“
Hasn
’
t
their
uncle
been
heard
from
?
”
“
Yes
,
Mary
had
a
letter
from
him
.
He
’
s
working
in
a
lumber
camp
and
‘
shacking
it
,
’
whatever
that
means
.
Anyway
,
he
says
he
can
’
t
possibly
take
the
children
till
the
spring
.
He
expects
to
be
married
then
and
will
have
a
home
to
take
them
to
;
but
he
says
she
must
get
some
of
the
neighbors
to
keep
them
for
the
winter
.
She
says
she
can
’
t
bear
to
ask
any
of
them
.
Mary
never
got
on
any
too
well
with
the
East
Grafton
people
and
that
’
s
a
fact
.
And
the
long
and
short
of
it
is
,
Anne
,
that
I
’
m
sure
Mary
wants
me
to
take
those
children
.
.
.
