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There
were
other
changes
in
Anne
no
less
real
than
the
physical
change
.
For
one
thing
,
she
became
much
quieter
.
Perhaps
she
thought
all
the
more
and
dreamed
as
much
as
ever
,
but
she
certainly
talked
less
.
Marilla
noticed
and
commented
on
this
also
.
“
You
don
’
t
chatter
half
as
much
as
you
used
to
,
Anne
,
nor
use
half
as
many
big
words
.
What
has
come
over
you
?
”
Anne
colored
and
laughed
a
little
,
as
she
dropped
her
book
and
looked
dreamily
out
of
the
window
,
where
big
fat
red
buds
were
bursting
out
on
the
creeper
in
response
to
the
lure
of
the
spring
sunshine
.
“
I
don
’
t
know
—
I
don
’
t
want
to
talk
as
much
,
”
she
said
,
denting
her
chin
thoughtfully
with
her
forefinger
.
“
It
’
s
nicer
to
think
dear
,
pretty
thoughts
and
keep
them
in
one
’
s
heart
,
like
treasures
.
I
don
’
t
like
to
have
them
laughed
at
or
wondered
over
.
And
somehow
I
don
’
t
want
to
use
big
words
any
more
.
It
’
s
almost
a
pity
,
isn
’
t
it
,
now
that
I
’
m
really
growing
big
enough
to
say
them
if
I
did
want
to
.
It
’
s
fun
to
be
almost
grown
up
in
some
ways
,
but
it
’
s
not
the
kind
of
fun
I
expected
,
Marilla
.
There
’
s
so
much
to
learn
and
do
and
think
that
there
isn
’
t
time
for
big
words
.
Besides
,
Miss
Stacy
says
the
short
ones
are
much
stronger
and
better
.
She
makes
us
write
all
our
essays
as
simply
as
possible
.
It
was
hard
at
first
.
I
was
so
used
to
crowding
in
all
the
fine
big
words
I
could
think
of
—
and
I
thought
of
any
number
of
them
.
But
I
’
ve
got
used
to
it
now
and
I
see
it
’
s
so
much
better
.
”
“
What
has
become
of
your
story
club
?
I
haven
’
t
heard
you
speak
of
it
for
a
long
time
.
”
“
The
story
club
isn
’
t
in
existence
any
longer
.
We
hadn
’
t
time
for
it
—
and
anyhow
I
think
we
had
got
tired
of
it
.
It
was
silly
to
be
writing
about
love
and
murder
and
elopements
and
mysteries
.
Miss
Stacy
sometimes
has
us
write
a
story
for
training
in
composition
,
but
she
won
’
t
let
us
write
anything
but
what
might
happen
in
Avonlea
in
our
own
lives
,
and
she
criticizes
it
very
sharply
and
makes
us
criticize
our
own
too
.
I
never
thought
my
compositions
had
so
many
faults
until
I
began
to
look
for
them
myself
.
I
felt
so
ashamed
I
wanted
to
give
up
altogether
,
but
Miss
Stacy
said
I
could
learn
to
write
well
if
I
only
trained
myself
to
be
my
own
severest
critic
.
And
so
I
am
trying
to
.
”
“
You
’
ve
only
two
more
months
before
the
Entrance
,
”
said
Marilla
.
“
Do
you
think
you
’
ll
be
able
to
get
through
?
”
Anne
shivered
.
“
I
don
’
t
know
