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Anne
nodded
.
“
Yes
.
.
.
.
I
could
roll
the
word
as
a
sweet
morsel
under
my
tongue
.
I
think
the
summer
is
going
to
be
lovely
.
For
one
thing
,
Mrs
.
Morgan
is
coming
to
the
Island
in
July
and
Priscilla
is
going
to
bring
her
up
.
I
feel
one
of
my
old
‘
thrills
’
at
the
mere
thought
.
”
“
I
hope
you
’
ll
have
a
good
time
,
Anne
.
You
’
ve
worked
very
hard
this
past
year
and
you
have
succeeded
.
”
“
Oh
,
I
don
’
t
know
.
I
’
ve
come
so
far
short
in
so
many
things
.
I
haven
’
t
done
what
I
meant
to
do
when
I
began
to
teach
last
fall
.
I
haven
’
t
lived
up
to
my
ideals
.
”
“
None
of
us
ever
do
,
”
said
Mrs
.
Allan
with
a
sigh
.
“
But
then
,
Anne
,
you
know
what
Lowell
says
,
‘
Not
failure
but
low
aim
is
crime
.
’
We
must
have
ideals
and
try
to
live
up
to
them
,
even
if
we
never
quite
succeed
.
Life
would
be
a
sorry
business
without
them
.
With
them
it
’
s
grand
and
great
.
Hold
fast
to
your
ideals
,
Anne
.
”
“
I
shall
try
.
But
I
have
to
let
go
most
of
my
theories
,
”
said
Anne
,
laughing
a
little
.
“
I
had
the
most
beautiful
set
of
theories
you
ever
knew
when
I
started
out
as
a
schoolma
’
am
,
but
every
one
of
them
has
failed
me
at
some
pinch
or
another
.
”
“
Even
the
theory
on
corporal
punishment
,
”
teased
Mrs
.
Allan
.
But
Anne
flushed
.
“
I
shall
never
forgive
myself
for
whipping
Anthony
.
”
“
Nonsense
,
dear
,
he
deserved
it
.
And
it
agreed
with
him
.
You
have
had
no
trouble
with
him
since
and
he
has
come
to
think
there
’
s
nobody
like
you
.
