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“
Well
now
,
she
’
s
such
a
little
thing
,
”
feebly
reiterated
Matthew
.
“
And
there
should
be
allowances
made
,
Marilla
.
You
know
she
’
s
never
had
any
bringing
up
.
”
“
Well
,
she
’
s
having
it
now
”
retorted
Marilla
.
The
retort
silenced
Matthew
if
it
did
not
convince
him
.
That
dinner
was
a
very
dismal
meal
.
The
only
cheerful
thing
about
it
was
Jerry
Buote
,
the
hired
boy
,
and
Marilla
resented
his
cheerfulness
as
a
personal
insult
.
When
her
dishes
were
washed
and
her
bread
sponge
set
and
her
hens
fed
Marilla
remembered
that
she
had
noticed
a
small
rent
in
her
best
black
lace
shawl
when
she
had
taken
it
off
on
Monday
afternoon
on
returning
from
the
Ladies
’
Aid
.
She
would
go
and
mend
it
.
The
shawl
was
in
a
box
in
her
trunk
.
As
Marilla
lifted
it
out
,
the
sunlight
,
falling
through
the
vines
that
clustered
thickly
about
the
window
,
struck
upon
something
caught
in
the
shawl
—
something
that
glittered
and
sparkled
in
facets
of
violet
light
.
Marilla
snatched
at
it
with
a
gasp
.
It
was
the
amethyst
brooch
,
hanging
to
a
thread
of
the
lace
by
its
catch
!
“
Dear
life
and
heart
,
”
said
Marilla
blankly
,
“
what
does
this
mean
?
Here
’
s
my
brooch
safe
and
sound
that
I
thought
was
at
the
bottom
of
Barry
’
s
pond
.
Whatever
did
that
girl
mean
by
saying
she
took
it
and
lost
it
?
I
declare
I
believe
Green
Gables
is
bewitched
.
I
remember
now
that
when
I
took
off
my
shawl
Monday
afternoon
I
laid
it
on
the
bureau
for
a
minute
.
I
suppose
the
brooch
got
caught
in
it
somehow
.
Well
!
”
Marilla
betook
herself
to
the
east
gable
,
brooch
in
hand
.
Anne
had
cried
herself
out
and
was
sitting
dejectedly
by
the
window
.
“
Anne
Shirley
,
”
said
Marilla
solemnly
,
“
I
’
ve
just
found
my
brooch
hanging
to
my
black
lace
shawl
.
Now
I
want
to
know
what
that
rigmarole
you
told
me
this
morning
meant
.
”
“
Why
,
you
said
you
’
d
keep
me
here
until
I
confessed
,
”
returned
Anne
wearily
,
“
and
so
I
decided
to
confess
because
I
was
bound
to
get
to
the
picnic
.
I
thought
out
a
confession
last
night
after
I
went
to
bed
and
made
it
as
interesting
as
I
could
.
And
I
said
it
over
and
over
so
that
I
wouldn
’
t
forget
it
.
But
you
wouldn
’
t
let
me
go
to
the
picnic
after
all
,
so
all
my
trouble
was
wasted
.
”
