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“
But
I
’
d
rather
look
ridiculous
when
everybody
else
does
than
plain
and
sensible
all
by
myself
,
”
persisted
Anne
mournfully
.
“
Trust
you
for
that
!
Well
,
hang
those
dresses
carefully
up
in
your
closet
,
and
then
sit
down
and
learn
the
Sunday
school
lesson
.
I
got
a
quarterly
from
Mr
.
Bell
for
you
and
you
’
ll
go
to
Sunday
school
tomorrow
,
”
said
Marilla
,
disappearing
downstairs
in
high
dudgeon
.
Anne
clasped
her
hands
and
looked
at
the
dresses
.
“
I
did
hope
there
would
be
a
white
one
with
puffed
sleeves
,
”
she
whispered
disconsolately
.
“
I
prayed
for
one
,
but
I
didn
’
t
much
expect
it
on
that
account
.
I
didn
’
t
suppose
God
would
have
time
to
bother
about
a
little
orphan
girl
’
s
dress
.
I
knew
I
’
d
just
have
to
depend
on
Marilla
for
it
.
Well
,
fortunately
I
can
imagine
that
one
of
them
is
of
snow
-
white
muslin
with
lovely
lace
frills
and
three
-
puffed
sleeves
.
”
The
next
morning
warnings
of
a
sick
headache
prevented
Marilla
from
going
to
Sunday
-
school
with
Anne
.
“
You
’
ll
have
to
go
down
and
call
for
Mrs
.
Lynde
,
Anne
,
”
she
said
.
“
She
’
ll
see
that
you
get
into
the
right
class
.
Now
,
mind
you
behave
yourself
properly
.
Stay
to
preaching
afterwards
and
ask
Mrs
.
Lynde
to
show
you
our
pew
.
Here
’
s
a
cent
for
collection
.
Don
’
t
stare
at
people
and
don
’
t
fidget
.
I
shall
expect
you
to
tell
me
the
text
when
you
come
home
.
”
Anne
started
off
irreproachable
,
arrayed
in
the
stiff
black
-
and
-
white
sateen
,
which
,
while
decent
as
regards
length
and
certainly
not
open
to
the
charge
of
skimpiness
,
contrived
to
emphasize
every
corner
and
angle
of
her
thin
figure
.
Her
hat
was
a
little
,
flat
,
glossy
,
new
sailor
,
the
extreme
plainness
of
which
had
likewise
much
disappointed
Anne
,
who
had
permitted
herself
secret
visions
of
ribbon
and
flowers
.
The
latter
,
however
,
were
supplied
before
Anne
reached
the
main
road
,
for
being
confronted
halfway
down
the
lane
with
a
golden
frenzy
of
wind
-
stirred
buttercups
and
a
glory
of
wild
roses
,
Anne
promptly
and
liberally
garlanded
her
hat
with
a
heavy
wreath
of
them
.
Whatever
other
people
might
have
thought
of
the
result
it
satisfied
Anne
,
and
she
tripped
gaily
down
the
road
,
holding
her
ruddy
head
with
its
decoration
of
pink
and
yellow
very
proudly
.
When
she
had
reached
Mrs
.
Lynde
’
s
house
she
found
that
lady
gone
.
Nothing
daunted
,
Anne
proceeded
onward
to
the
church
alone
.
In
the
porch
she
found
a
crowd
of
little
girls
,
all
more
or
less
gaily
attired
in
whites
and
blues
and
pinks
,
and
all
staring
with
curious
eyes
at
this
stranger
in
their
midst
,
with
her
extraordinary
head
adornment
.
Avonlea
little
girls
had
already
heard
queer
stories
about
Anne
.
Mrs
.
Lynde
said
she
had
an
awful
temper
;
Jerry
Buote
,
the
hired
boy
at
Green
Gables
,
said
she
talked
all
the
time
to
herself
or
to
the
trees
and
flowers
like
a
crazy
girl
.
They
looked
at
her
and
whispered
to
each
other
behind
their
quarterlies
.
Nobody
made
any
friendly
advances
,
then
or
later
on
when
the
opening
exercises
were
over
and
Anne
found
herself
in
Miss
Rogerson
’
s
class
.
