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The
blame
of
this
unmerciful
disaster
was
eventually
narrowed
down
to
the
Pyes
.
The
Improvers
had
decided
to
use
Morton
-
Harris
paints
and
the
Morton
-
Harris
paint
cans
were
numbered
according
to
a
color
card
.
A
purchaser
chose
his
shade
on
the
card
and
ordered
by
the
accompanying
number
.
Number
147
was
the
shade
of
green
desired
and
when
Mr
.
Roger
Pye
sent
word
to
the
Improvers
by
his
son
,
John
Andrew
,
that
he
was
going
to
town
and
would
get
their
paint
for
them
,
the
Improvers
told
John
Andrew
to
tell
his
father
to
get
147
.
John
Andrew
always
averred
that
he
did
so
,
but
Mr
.
Roger
Pye
as
stanchly
declared
that
John
Andrew
told
him
157
;
and
there
the
matter
stands
to
this
day
.
That
night
there
was
blank
dismay
in
every
Avonlea
house
where
an
Improver
lived
.
The
gloom
at
Green
Gables
was
so
intense
that
it
quenched
even
Davy
.
Anne
wept
and
would
not
be
comforted
.
“
I
must
cry
,
even
if
I
am
almost
seventeen
,
Marilla
,
”
she
sobbed
.
“
It
is
so
mortifying
.
And
it
sounds
the
death
knell
of
our
society
.
We
’
ll
simply
be
laughed
out
of
existence
.
”
In
life
,
as
in
dreams
,
however
,
things
often
go
by
contraries
.
The
Avonlea
people
did
not
laugh
;
they
were
too
angry
.
Their
money
had
gone
to
paint
the
hall
and
consequently
they
felt
themselves
bitterly
aggrieved
by
the
mistake
.
Public
indignation
centered
on
the
Pyes
.
Roger
Pye
and
John
Andrew
had
bungled
the
matter
between
them
;
and
as
for
Joshua
Pye
,
he
must
be
a
born
fool
not
to
suspect
there
was
something
wrong
when
he
opened
the
cans
and
saw
the
color
of
the
paint
.
Joshua
Pye
,
when
thus
animadverted
upon
,
retorted
that
the
Avonlea
taste
in
colors
was
no
business
of
his
,
whatever
his
private
opinion
might
be
;
he
had
been
hired
to
paint
the
hall
,
not
to
talk
about
it
;
and
he
meant
to
have
his
money
for
it
.
The
Improvers
paid
him
his
money
in
bitterness
of
spirit
,
after
consulting
Mr
.
Peter
Sloane
,
who
was
a
magistrate
.
“
You
’
ll
have
to
pay
it
,
”
Peter
told
him
.
“
You
can
’
t
hold
him
responsible
for
the
mistake
,
since
he
claims
he
was
never
told
what
the
color
was
supposed
to
be
but
just
given
the
cans
and
told
to
go
ahead
.
But
it
’
s
a
burning
shame
and
that
hall
certainly
does
look
awful
.
”
The
luckless
Improvers
expected
that
Avonlea
would
be
more
prejudiced
than
ever
against
them
;
but
instead
,
public
sympathy
veered
around
in
their
favor
.
People
thought
the
eager
,
enthusiastic
little
band
who
had
worked
so
hard
for
their
object
had
been
badly
used
.
Mrs
.
Lynde
told
them
to
keep
on
and
show
the
Pyes
that
there
really
were
people
in
the
world
who
could
do
things
without
making
a
muddle
of
them
.
Mr
.
Major
Spencer
sent
them
word
that
he
would
clean
out
all
the
stumps
along
the
road
front
of
his
farm
and
seed
it
down
with
grass
at
his
own
expense
;
and
Mrs
Hiram
Sloane
called
at
the
school
one
day
and
beckoned
Anne
mysteriously
out
into
the
porch
to
tell
her
that
if
the
“
Sassiety
”
wanted
to
make
a
geranium
bed
at
the
crossroads
in
the
spring
they
needn
’
t
be
afraid
of
her
cow
,
for
she
would
see
that
the
marauding
animal
was
kept
within
safe
bounds
.
Even
Mr
.
Harrison
chuckled
,
if
he
chuckled
at
all
,
in
private
,
and
was
all
sympathy
outwardly
.
“
Never
mind
,
Anne
.
Most
paints
fade
uglier
every
year
but
that
blue
is
as
ugly
as
it
can
be
to
begin
with
,
so
it
’
s
bound
to
fade
prettier
.
And
the
roof
is
shingled
and
painted
all
right
.
Folks
will
be
able
to
sit
in
the
hall
after
this
without
being
leaked
on
.
You
’
ve
accomplished
so
much
anyhow
.
”
