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“
Everything
went
off
very
well
,
”
said
Diana
practically
.
“
I
guess
we
must
have
made
as
much
as
ten
dollars
.
Mind
you
,
Mr
.
Allan
is
going
to
send
an
account
of
it
to
the
Charlottetown
papers
.
”
“
Oh
,
Diana
,
will
we
really
see
our
names
in
print
?
It
makes
me
thrill
to
think
of
it
.
Your
solo
was
perfectly
elegant
,
Diana
.
I
felt
prouder
than
you
did
when
it
was
encored
.
I
just
said
to
myself
,
‘
It
is
my
dear
bosom
friend
who
is
so
honored
.
’
”
“
Well
,
your
recitations
just
brought
down
the
house
,
Anne
.
That
sad
one
was
simply
splendid
.
”
“
Oh
,
I
was
so
nervous
,
Diana
.
When
Mr
.
Allan
called
out
my
name
I
really
cannot
tell
how
I
ever
got
up
on
that
platform
.
I
felt
as
if
a
million
eyes
were
looking
at
me
and
through
me
,
and
for
one
dreadful
moment
I
was
sure
I
couldn
’
t
begin
at
all
.
Then
I
thought
of
my
lovely
puffed
sleeves
and
took
courage
.
I
knew
that
I
must
live
up
to
those
sleeves
,
Diana
.
So
I
started
in
,
and
my
voice
seemed
to
be
coming
from
ever
so
far
away
.
I
just
felt
like
a
parrot
.
It
’
s
providential
that
I
practiced
those
recitations
so
often
up
in
the
garret
,
or
I
’
d
never
have
been
able
to
get
through
.
Did
I
groan
all
right
?
”
“
Yes
,
indeed
,
you
groaned
lovely
,
”
assured
Diana
.
“
I
saw
old
Mrs
.
Sloane
wiping
away
tears
when
I
sat
down
.
It
was
splendid
to
think
I
had
touched
somebody
’
s
heart
.
It
’
s
so
romantic
to
take
part
in
a
concert
,
isn
’
t
it
?
Oh
,
it
’
s
been
a
very
memorable
occasion
indeed
.
”
“
Wasn
’
t
the
boys
’
dialogue
fine
?
”
said
Diana
.
“
Gilbert
Blythe
was
just
splendid
.
Anne
,
I
do
think
it
’
s
awful
mean
the
way
you
treat
Gil
.
Wait
till
I
tell
you
.
When
you
ran
off
the
platform
after
the
fairy
dialogue
one
of
your
roses
fell
out
of
your
hair
.
I
saw
Gil
pick
it
up
and
put
it
in
his
breast
pocket
.
There
now
.
You
’
re
so
romantic
that
I
’
m
sure
you
ought
to
be
pleased
at
that
.
”
“
It
’
s
nothing
to
me
what
that
person
does
,
”
said
Anne
loftily
.
“
I
simply
never
waste
a
thought
on
him
,
Diana
.
”
That
night
Marilla
and
Matthew
,
who
had
been
out
to
a
concert
for
the
first
time
in
twenty
years
,
sat
for
a
while
by
the
kitchen
fire
after
Anne
had
gone
to
bed
.
