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She
is
going
to
wear
it
to
the
picnic
.
Oh
,
I
do
hope
it
will
be
fine
next
Wednesday
.
I
don
’
t
feel
that
I
could
endure
the
disappointment
if
anything
happened
to
prevent
me
from
getting
to
the
picnic
.
I
suppose
I
’
d
live
through
it
,
but
I
’
m
certain
it
would
be
a
lifelong
sorrow
.
It
wouldn
’
t
matter
if
I
got
to
a
hundred
picnics
in
after
years
;
they
wouldn
’
t
make
up
for
missing
this
one
.
They
’
re
going
to
have
boats
on
the
Lake
of
Shining
Waters
—
and
ice
cream
,
as
I
told
you
.
I
have
never
tasted
ice
cream
.
Diana
tried
to
explain
what
it
was
like
,
but
I
guess
ice
cream
is
one
of
those
things
that
are
beyond
imagination
.
”
“
Anne
,
you
have
talked
even
on
for
ten
minutes
by
the
clock
,
”
said
Marilla
.
“
Now
,
just
for
curiosity
’
s
sake
,
see
if
you
can
hold
your
tongue
for
the
same
length
of
time
.
”
Anne
held
her
tongue
as
desired
.
But
for
the
rest
of
the
week
she
talked
picnic
and
thought
picnic
and
dreamed
picnic
.
On
Saturday
it
rained
and
she
worked
herself
up
into
such
a
frantic
state
lest
it
should
keep
on
raining
until
and
over
Wednesday
that
Marilla
made
her
sew
an
extra
patchwork
square
by
way
of
steadying
her
nerves
.
On
Sunday
Anne
confided
to
Marilla
on
the
way
home
from
church
that
she
grew
actually
cold
all
over
with
excitement
when
the
minister
announced
the
picnic
from
the
pulpit
.
“
Such
a
thrill
as
went
up
and
down
my
back
,
Marilla
!
I
don
’
t
think
I
’
d
ever
really
believed
until
then
that
there
was
honestly
going
to
be
a
picnic
.
I
couldn
’
t
help
fearing
I
’
d
only
imagined
it
.
But
when
a
minister
says
a
thing
in
the
pulpit
you
just
have
to
believe
it
.
”
“
You
set
your
heart
too
much
on
things
,
Anne
,
”
said
Marilla
,
with
a
sigh
.
“
I
’
m
afraid
there
’
ll
be
a
great
many
disappointments
in
store
for
you
through
life
.
”
“
Oh
,
Marilla
,
looking
forward
to
things
is
half
the
pleasure
of
them
,
”
exclaimed
Anne
.
“
You
mayn
’
t
get
the
things
themselves
;
but
nothing
can
prevent
you
from
having
the
fun
of
looking
forward
to
them
.
Mrs
.
Lynde
says
,
‘
Blessed
are
they
who
expect
nothing
for
they
shall
not
be
disappointed
.
’
But
I
think
it
would
be
worse
to
expect
nothing
than
to
be
disappointed
.
”
Marilla
wore
her
amethyst
brooch
to
church
that
day
as
usual
.
Marilla
always
wore
her
amethyst
brooch
to
church
.
She
would
have
thought
it
rather
sacrilegious
to
leave
it
off
—
as
bad
as
forgetting
her
Bible
or
her
collection
dime
.
That
amethyst
brooch
was
Marilla
’
s
most
treasured
possession
.
A
seafaring
uncle
had
given
it
to
her
mother
who
in
turn
had
bequeathed
it
to
Marilla
.
It
was
an
old
-
fashioned
oval
,
containing
a
braid
of
her
mother
’
s
hair
,
surrounded
by
a
border
of
very
fine
amethysts
.
Marilla
knew
too
little
about
precious
stones
to
realize
how
fine
the
amethysts
actually
were
;
but
she
thought
them
very
beautiful
and
was
always
pleasantly
conscious
of
their
violet
shimmer
at
her
throat
,
above
her
good
brown
satin
dress
,
even
although
she
could
not
see
it
.
Anne
had
been
smitten
with
delighted
admiration
when
she
first
saw
that
brooch
.
