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Marilla
was
out
milking
and
I
fully
intended
to
ask
her
when
she
came
in
if
I
’
d
give
the
sauce
to
the
pigs
;
but
when
she
did
come
in
I
was
imagining
that
I
was
a
frost
fairy
going
through
the
woods
turning
the
trees
red
and
yellow
,
whichever
they
wanted
to
be
,
so
I
never
thought
about
the
pudding
sauce
again
and
Marilla
sent
me
out
to
pick
apples
.
Well
,
Mr
.
and
Mrs
.
Chester
Ross
from
Spencervale
came
here
that
morning
.
You
know
they
are
very
stylish
people
,
especially
Mrs
.
Chester
Ross
.
When
Marilla
called
me
in
dinner
was
all
ready
and
everybody
was
at
the
table
.
I
tried
to
be
as
polite
and
dignified
as
I
could
be
,
for
I
wanted
Mrs
.
Chester
Ross
to
think
I
was
a
ladylike
little
girl
even
if
I
wasn
’
t
pretty
.
Everything
went
right
until
I
saw
Marilla
coming
with
the
plum
pudding
in
one
hand
and
the
pitcher
of
pudding
sauce
warmed
up
,
in
the
other
.
Diana
,
that
was
a
terrible
moment
.
I
remembered
everything
and
I
just
stood
up
in
my
place
and
shrieked
out
‘
Marilla
,
you
mustn
’
t
use
that
pudding
sauce
.
There
was
a
mouse
drowned
in
it
.
I
forgot
to
tell
you
before
.
’
Oh
,
Diana
,
I
shall
never
forget
that
awful
moment
if
I
live
to
be
a
hundred
.
Mrs
.
Chester
Ross
just
looked
at
me
and
I
thought
I
would
sink
through
the
floor
with
mortification
.
She
is
such
a
perfect
housekeeper
and
fancy
what
she
must
have
thought
of
us
.
Marilla
turned
red
as
fire
but
she
never
said
a
word
—
then
.
She
just
carried
that
sauce
and
pudding
out
and
brought
in
some
strawberry
preserves
.
She
even
offered
me
some
,
but
I
couldn
’
t
swallow
a
mouthful
.
It
was
like
heaping
coals
of
fire
on
my
head
.
After
Mrs
.
Chester
Ross
went
away
,
Marilla
gave
me
a
dreadful
scolding
.
Why
,
Diana
,
what
is
the
matter
?
”
Diana
had
stood
up
very
unsteadily
;
then
she
sat
down
again
,
putting
her
hands
to
her
head
.
“
I
’
m
—
I
’
m
awful
sick
,
”
she
said
,
a
little
thickly
.
“
I
—
I
—
must
go
right
home
.
”
“
Oh
,
you
mustn
’
t
dream
of
going
home
without
your
tea
,
”
cried
Anne
in
distress
.
“
I
’
ll
get
it
right
off
—
I
’
ll
go
and
put
the
tea
down
this
very
minute
.
”
“
I
must
go
home
,
”
repeated
Diana
,
stupidly
but
determinedly
.
“
Let
me
get
you
a
lunch
anyhow
,
”
implored
Anne
.
“
Let
me
give
you
a
bit
of
fruit
cake
and
some
of
the
cherry
preserves
.
Lie
down
on
the
sofa
for
a
little
while
and
you
’
ll
be
better
.
Where
do
you
feel
bad
?
”
“
I
must
go
home
,
”
said
Diana
,
and
that
was
all
she
would
say
.
In
vain
Anne
pleaded
.
“
I
never
heard
of
company
going
home
without
tea
,
”
she
mourned
.
“
Oh
,
Diana
,
do
you
suppose
that
it
’
s
possible
you
’
re
really
taking
the
smallpox
?
If
you
are
I
’
ll
go
and
nurse
you
,
you
can
depend
on
that
.
I
’
ll
never
forsake
you
.
But
I
do
wish
you
’
d
stay
till
after
tea
.
Where
do
you
feel
bad
?
”
“
I
’
m
awful
dizzy
,
”
said
Diana
.
