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“
We
might
be
some
good
to
her
,
”
said
Matthew
suddenly
and
unexpectedly
.
“
Matthew
Cuthbert
,
I
believe
that
child
has
bewitched
you
!
I
can
see
as
plain
as
plain
that
you
want
to
keep
her
.
”
“
Well
now
,
she
’
s
a
real
interesting
little
thing
,
”
persisted
Matthew
“
You
should
have
heard
her
talk
coming
from
the
station
.
”
“
Oh
,
she
can
talk
fast
enough
.
I
saw
that
at
once
.
It
’
s
nothing
in
her
favour
,
either
.
I
don
’
t
like
children
who
have
so
much
to
say
.
I
don
’
t
want
an
orphan
girl
and
if
I
did
she
isn
’
t
the
style
I
’
d
pick
out
.
There
’
s
something
I
don
’
t
understand
about
her
.
No
,
she
’
s
got
to
be
despatched
straight
-
way
back
to
where
she
came
from
.
”
“
I
could
hire
a
French
boy
to
help
me
,
”
said
Matthew
,
“
and
she
’
d
be
company
for
you
.
”
“
I
’
m
not
suffering
for
company
,
”
said
Marilla
shortly
.
“
And
I
’
m
not
going
to
keep
her
.
”
“
Well
now
,
it
’
s
just
as
you
say
,
of
course
,
Marilla
,
”
said
Matthew
rising
and
putting
his
pipe
away
.
“
I
’
m
going
to
bed
.
”
To
bed
went
Matthew
.
And
to
bed
,
when
she
had
put
her
dishes
away
,
went
Marilla
,
frowning
most
resolutely
.
And
up
-
stairs
,
in
the
east
gable
,
a
lonely
,
heart
-
hungry
,
friendless
child
cried
herself
to
sleep
.
It
was
broad
daylight
when
Anne
awoke
and
sat
up
in
bed
,
staring
confusedly
at
the
window
through
which
a
flood
of
cheery
sunshine
was
pouring
and
outside
of
which
something
white
and
feathery
waved
across
glimpses
of
blue
sky
.
