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"
Anne
Shirley
to
Philippa
Gordon
,
greeting
.
"
Well-beloved
,
it
's
high
time
I
was
writing
you
.
Here
am
I
,
installed
once
more
as
a
country
'
schoolma'am
'
at
Valley
Road
,
boarding
at
'
Wayside
,
'
the
home
of
Miss
Janet
Sweet
.
Janet
is
a
dear
soul
and
very
nicelooking
;
tall
,
but
not
over-tall
;
stoutish
,
yet
with
a
certain
restraint
of
outline
suggestive
of
a
thrifty
soul
who
is
not
going
to
be
overlavish
even
in
the
matter
of
avoirdupois
.
She
has
a
knot
of
soft
,
crimpy
,
brown
hair
with
a
thread
of
gray
in
it
,
a
sunny
face
with
rosy
cheeks
,
and
big
,
kind
eyes
as
blue
as
forget-me-nots
.
Moreover
,
she
is
one
of
those
delightful
,
old-fashioned
cooks
who
do
n't
care
a
bit
if
they
ruin
your
digestion
as
long
as
they
can
give
you
feasts
of
fat
things
.
"
I
like
her
;
and
she
likes
me
--
principally
,
it
seems
,
because
she
had
a
sister
named
Anne
who
died
young
.
"'
I
'm
real
glad
to
see
you
,
'
she
said
briskly
,
when
I
landed
in
her
yard
.
'
My
,
you
do
n't
look
a
mite
like
I
expected
.
I
was
sure
you
'd
be
dark
--
my
sister
Anne
was
dark
.
And
here
you
're
redheaded
!
'
"
For
a
few
minutes
I
thought
I
was
n't
going
to
like
Janet
as
much
as
I
had
expected
at
first
sight
.
Then
I
reminded
myself
that
I
really
must
be
more
sensible
than
to
be
prejudiced
against
any
one
simply
because
she
called
my
hair
red
.
Probably
the
word
'
auburn
'
was
not
in
Janet
's
vocabulary
at
all
.
"'
Wayside
'
is
a
dear
sort
of
little
spot
.
The
house
is
small
and
white
,
set
down
in
a
delightful
little
hollow
that
drops
away
from
the
road
.
Between
road
and
house
is
an
orchard
and
flower-garden
all
mixed
up
together
.
The
front
door
walk
is
bordered
with
quahog
clam-shells
--
'
cow-hawks
,
'
Janet
calls
them
;
there
is
Virginia
Creeper
over
the
porch
and
moss
on
the
roof
.
My
room
is
a
neat
little
spot
'
off
the
parlor
'
--
just
big
enough
for
the
bed
and
me
.
Over
the
head
of
my
bed
there
is
a
picture
of
Robby
Burns
standing
at
Highland
Mary
's
grave
,
shadowed
by
an
enormous
weeping
willow
tree
.
Robby
's
face
is
so
lugubrious
that
it
is
no
wonder
I
have
bad
dreams
.
Why
,
the
first
night
I
was
here
I
dreamed
I
COULD
N'T
LAUGH
.
"
The
parlor
is
tiny
and
neat
.
Its
one
window
is
so
shaded
by
a
huge
willow
that
the
room
has
a
grotto-like
effect
of
emerald
gloom
.
There
are
wonderful
tidies
on
the
chairs
,
and
gay
mats
on
the
floor
,
and
books
and
cards
carefully
arranged
on
a
round
table
,
and
vases
of
dried
grass
on
the
mantel-piece
.
Between
the
vases
is
a
cheerful
decoration
of
preserved
coffin
plates
--
five
in
all
,
pertaining
respectively
to
Janet
's
father
and
mother
,
a
brother
,
her
sister
Anne
,
and
a
hired
man
who
died
here
once
!
If
I
go
suddenly
insane
some
of
these
days
'
know
all
men
by
these
presents
'
that
those
coffin-plates
have
caused
it
.
"
But
it
's
all
delightful
and
I
said
so
.
Janet
loved
me
for
it
,
just
as
she
detested
poor
Esther
because
Esther
had
said
so
much
shade
was
unhygienic
and
had
objected
to
sleeping
on
a
feather
bed
.
Now
,
I
glory
in
feather-beds
,
and
the
more
unhygienic
and
feathery
they
are
the
more
I
glory
.
Janet
says
it
is
such
a
comfort
to
see
me
eat
;
she
had
been
so
afraid
I
would
be
like
Miss
Haythorne
,
who
would
n't
eat
anything
but
fruit
and
hot
water
for
breakfast
and
tried
to
make
Janet
give
up
frying
things
.
Esther
is
really
a
dear
girl
,
but
she
is
rather
given
to
fads
.
The
trouble
is
that
she
has
n't
enough
imagination
and
HAS
a
tendency
to
indigestion
.
