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"'
You
naughty
girl
"
she
cried
,
snatching
my
reluctant
hand
and
dragging
me
along
with
her
.
'
Come
home
this
minute
.
Oh
,
you
're
going
to
catch
it
!
Mother
is
awful
cross
.
She
is
going
to
give
you
a
good
whipping
.
'
"
I
had
never
been
whipped
.
Dread
and
terror
filled
my
poor
little
heart
.
I
have
never
been
so
miserable
in
my
life
as
I
was
on
that
walk
home
.
I
had
not
meant
to
be
naughty
.
Phemy
Cameron
had
asked
me
to
go
home
with
her
and
I
had
not
known
it
was
wrong
to
go
.
And
now
I
was
to
be
whipped
for
it
.
When
we
got
home
my
sister
dragged
me
into
the
kitchen
where
mother
was
sitting
by
the
fire
in
the
twilight
.
My
poor
wee
legs
were
trembling
so
that
I
could
hardly
stand
.
And
mother
--
mother
just
took
me
up
in
her
arms
,
without
one
word
of
rebuke
or
harshness
,
kissed
me
and
held
me
close
to
her
heart
.
'
I
was
so
frightened
you
were
lost
,
darling
,
'
she
said
tenderly
.
I
could
see
the
love
shining
in
her
eyes
as
she
looked
down
on
me
.
She
never
scolded
or
reproached
me
for
what
I
had
done
--
only
told
me
I
must
never
go
away
again
without
asking
permission
.
She
died
very
soon
afterwards
.
That
is
the
only
memory
I
have
of
her
.
Is
n't
it
a
beautiful
one
?
"
Anne
felt
lonelier
than
ever
as
she
walked
home
,
going
by
way
of
the
Birch
Path
and
Willowmere
.
She
had
not
walked
that
way
for
many
moons
.
It
was
a
darkly-purple
bloomy
night
.
The
air
was
heavy
with
blossom
fragrance
--
almost
too
heavy
.
The
cloyed
senses
recoiled
from
it
as
from
an
overfull
cup
.
The
birches
of
the
path
had
grown
from
the
fairy
saplings
of
old
to
big
trees
.
Everything
had
changed
Anne
felt
that
she
would
be
glad
when
the
summer
was
over
and
she
was
away
at
work
again
.
Perhaps
life
would
not
seem
so
empty
then
.
"'
I
've
tried
the
world
--
it
wears
no
more
The
coloring
of
romance
it
wore
,
"'
sighed
Anne
--
and
was
straightway
much
comforted
by
the
romance
in
the
idea
of
the
world
being
denuded
of
romance
!
The
Irvings
came
back
to
Echo
Lodge
for
the
summer
,
and
Anne
spent
a
happy
three
weeks
there
in
July
.
Miss
Lavendar
had
not
changed
;
Charlotta
the
Fourth
was
a
very
grown-up
young
lady
now
,
but
still
adored
Anne
sincerely
.
"
When
all
's
said
and
done
,
Miss
Shirley
,
ma'am
,
I
have
n't
seen
any
one
in
Boston
that
's
equal
to
you
,
"
she
said
frankly
.
Paul
was
almost
grown
up
,
too
.
He
was
sixteen
,
his
chestnut
curls
had
given
place
to
close-cropped
brown
locks
,
and
he
was
more
interested
in
football
than
fairies
.
But
the
bond
between
him
and
his
old
teacher
still
held
.
Kindred
spirits
alone
do
not
change
with
changing
years
.
