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“
Matthew
Cuthbert
,
it
’
s
about
time
somebody
adopted
that
child
and
taught
her
something
.
She
’
s
next
door
to
a
perfect
heathen
Will
you
believe
that
she
never
said
a
prayer
in
her
life
till
tonight
?
I
’
ll
send
her
to
the
manse
tomorrow
and
borrow
the
Peep
of
the
Day
series
,
that
’
s
what
I
’
ll
do
.
And
she
shall
go
to
Sunday
-
school
just
as
soon
as
I
can
get
some
suitable
clothes
made
for
her
.
I
foresee
that
I
shall
have
my
hands
full
.
Well
,
well
,
we
can
’
t
get
through
this
world
without
our
share
of
trouble
.
I
’
ve
had
a
pretty
easy
life
of
it
so
far
,
but
my
time
has
come
at
last
and
I
suppose
I
’
ll
just
have
to
make
the
best
of
it
.
”
For
reasons
best
known
to
herself
,
Marilla
did
not
tell
Anne
that
she
was
to
stay
at
Green
Gables
until
the
next
afternoon
.
During
the
forenoon
she
kept
the
child
busy
with
various
tasks
and
watched
over
her
with
a
keen
eye
while
she
did
them
.
By
noon
she
had
concluded
that
Anne
was
smart
and
obedient
,
willing
to
work
and
quick
to
learn
;
her
most
serious
shortcoming
seemed
to
be
a
tendency
to
fall
into
daydreams
in
the
middle
of
a
task
and
forget
all
about
it
until
such
time
as
she
was
sharply
recalled
to
earth
by
a
reprimand
or
a
catastrophe
.
When
Anne
had
finished
washing
the
dinner
dishes
she
suddenly
confronted
Marilla
with
the
air
and
expression
of
one
desperately
determined
to
learn
the
worst
.
Her
thin
little
body
trembled
from
head
to
foot
;
her
face
flushed
and
her
eyes
dilated
until
they
were
almost
black
;
she
clasped
her
hands
tightly
and
said
in
an
imploring
voice
:
“
Oh
,
please
,
Miss
Cuthbert
,
won
’
t
you
tell
me
if
you
are
going
to
send
me
away
or
not
?
I
’
ve
tried
to
be
patient
all
the
morning
,
but
I
really
feel
that
I
cannot
bear
not
knowing
any
longer
.
It
’
s
a
dreadful
feeling
.
Please
tell
me
.
”
“
You
haven
’
t
scalded
the
dishcloth
in
clean
hot
water
as
I
told
you
to
do
,
”
said
Marilla
immovably
.
“
Just
go
and
do
it
before
you
ask
any
more
questions
,
Anne
.
”
Anne
went
and
attended
to
the
dishcloth
.
Then
she
returned
to
Marilla
and
fastened
imploring
eyes
of
the
latter
’
s
face
.
“
Well
,
”
said
Marilla
,
unable
to
find
any
excuse
for
deferring
her
explanation
longer
,
“
I
suppose
I
might
as
well
tell
you
.
Matthew
and
I
have
decided
to
keep
you
—
that
is
,
if
you
will
try
to
be
a
good
little
girl
and
show
yourself
grateful
.
Why
,
child
,
whatever
is
the
matter
?
”
“
I
’
m
crying
,
”
said
Anne
in
a
tone
of
bewilderment
.
“
I
can
’
t
think
why
.
I
’
m
glad
as
glad
can
be
.
Oh
,
glad
doesn
’
t
seem
the
right
word
at
all
.
I
was
glad
about
the
White
Way
and
the
cherry
blossoms
—
but
this
!
Oh
,
it
’
s
something
more
than
glad
.
I
’
m
so
happy
.
I
’
ll
try
to
be
so
good
.
It
will
be
uphill
work
,
I
expect
,
for
Mrs
.
Thomas
often
told
me
I
was
desperately
wicked
.
However
,
I
’
ll
do
my
very
best
.
But
can
you
tell
me
why
I
’
m
crying
?
”
“
I
suppose
it
’
s
because
you
’
re
all
excited
and
worked
up
,
”
said
Marilla
disapprovingly
.
“
Sit
down
on
that
chair
and
try
to
calm
yourself
.
I
’
m
afraid
you
both
cry
and
laugh
far
too
easily
.
Yes
,
you
can
stay
here
and
we
will
try
to
do
right
by
you
.
You
must
go
to
school
;
but
it
’
s
only
a
fortnight
till
vacation
so
it
isn
’
t
worth
while
for
you
to
start
before
it
opens
again
in
September
.
”
