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“
Well
now
—
if
it
isn
’
t
too
much
trouble
—
I
might
as
well
—
that
is
—
I
’
d
like
to
look
at
—
at
—
some
sugar
.
”
“
White
or
brown
?
”
queried
Miss
Harris
patiently
.
“
Oh
—
well
now
—
brown
,
”
said
Matthew
feebly
.
“
There
’
s
a
barrel
of
it
over
there
,
”
said
Miss
Harris
,
shaking
her
bangles
at
it
.
“
It
’
s
the
only
kind
we
have
.
”
“
I
’
ll
—
I
’
ll
take
twenty
pounds
of
it
,
”
said
Matthew
,
with
beads
of
perspiration
standing
on
his
forehead
.
Matthew
had
driven
halfway
home
before
he
was
his
own
man
again
.
It
had
been
a
gruesome
experience
,
but
it
served
him
right
,
he
thought
,
for
committing
the
heresy
of
going
to
a
strange
store
.
When
he
reached
home
he
hid
the
rake
in
the
tool
house
,
but
the
sugar
he
carried
in
to
Marilla
.
“
Brown
sugar
!
”
exclaimed
Marilla
.
“
Whatever
possessed
you
to
get
so
much
?
You
know
I
never
use
it
except
for
the
hired
man
’
s
porridge
or
black
fruit
cake
.
Jerry
’
s
gone
and
I
’
ve
made
my
cake
long
ago
.
It
’
s
not
good
sugar
,
either
—
it
’
s
coarse
and
dark
—
William
Blair
doesn
’
t
usually
keep
sugar
like
that
.
”
“
I
—
I
thought
it
might
come
in
handy
sometime
,
”
said
Matthew
,
making
good
his
escape
.
When
Matthew
came
to
think
the
matter
over
he
decided
that
a
woman
was
required
to
cope
with
the
situation
.
Marilla
was
out
of
the
question
.
Matthew
felt
sure
she
would
throw
cold
water
on
his
project
at
once
.
Remained
only
Mrs
.
Lynde
;
for
of
no
other
woman
in
Avonlea
would
Matthew
have
dared
to
ask
advice
.
To
Mrs
.
Lynde
he
went
accordingly
,
and
that
good
lady
promptly
took
the
matter
out
of
the
harassed
man
’
s
hands
.
