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"
Priscilla
,
"
said
Anne
,
in
a
whisper
,
"
do
you
suppose
it
's
possible
that
we
could
rent
Patty
's
Place
?
"
"
No
,
I
do
n't
,
"
averred
Priscilla
.
"
It
would
be
too
good
to
be
true
.
Fairy
tales
do
n't
happen
nowadays
.
I
wo
n't
hope
,
Anne
.
The
disappointment
would
be
too
awful
to
bear
.
They
're
sure
to
want
more
for
it
than
we
can
afford
.
Remember
,
it
's
on
Spofford
Avenue
.
"
"
We
must
find
out
anyhow
,
"
said
Anne
resolutely
.
"
It
's
too
late
to
call
this
evening
,
but
we
'll
come
tomorrow
.
Oh
,
Pris
,
if
we
can
get
this
darling
spot
!
I
've
always
felt
that
my
fortunes
were
linked
with
Patty
's
Place
,
ever
since
I
saw
it
first
.
"
The
next
evening
found
them
treading
resolutely
the
herring-bone
walk
through
the
tiny
garden
.
The
April
wind
was
filling
the
pine
trees
with
its
roundelay
,
and
the
grove
was
alive
with
robins
--
great
,
plump
,
saucy
fellows
,
strutting
along
the
paths
.
The
girls
rang
rather
timidly
,
and
were
admitted
by
a
grim
and
ancient
handmaiden
.
The
door
opened
directly
into
a
large
living-room
,
where
by
a
cheery
little
fire
sat
two
other
ladies
,
both
of
whom
were
also
grim
and
ancient
.
Except
that
one
looked
to
be
about
seventy
and
the
other
fifty
,
there
seemed
little
difference
between
them
.
Each
had
amazingly
big
,
light-blue
eyes
behind
steel-rimmed
spectacles
;
each
wore
a
cap
and
a
gray
shawl
;
each
was
knitting
without
haste
and
without
rest
;
each
rocked
placidly
and
looked
at
the
girls
without
speaking
;
and
just
behind
each
sat
a
large
white
china
dog
,
with
round
green
spots
all
over
it
,
a
green
nose
and
green
ears
.
Those
dogs
captured
Anne
's
fancy
on
the
spot
;
they
seemed
like
the
twin
guardian
deities
of
Patty
's
Place
.
For
a
few
minutes
nobody
spoke
.
The
girls
were
too
nervous
to
find
words
,
and
neither
the
ancient
ladies
nor
the
china
dogs
seemed
conversationally
inclined
.
Anne
glanced
about
the
room
.
What
a
dear
place
it
was
!
Another
door
opened
out
of
it
directly
into
the
pine
grove
and
the
robins
came
boldly
up
on
the
very
step
.
The
floor
was
spotted
with
round
,
braided
mats
,
such
as
Marilla
made
at
Green
Gables
,
but
which
were
considered
out
of
date
everywhere
else
,
even
in
Avonlea
.
And
yet
here
they
were
on
Spofford
Avenue
!
A
big
,
polished
grandfather
's
clock
ticked
loudly
and
solemnly
in
a
corner
.
There
were
delightful
little
cupboards
over
the
mantelpiece
,
behind
whose
glass
doors
gleamed
quaint
bits
of
china
.
The
walls
were
hung
with
old
prints
and
silhouettes
.
In
one
corner
the
stairs
went
up
,
and
at
the
first
low
turn
was
a
long
window
with
an
inviting
seat
.
It
was
all
just
as
Anne
had
known
it
must
be
.
By
this
time
the
silence
had
grown
too
dreadful
,
and
Priscilla
nudged
Anne
to
intimate
that
she
must
speak
.
"
We
--
we
--
saw
by
your
sign
that
this
house
is
to
let
,
"
said
Anne
faintly
,
addressing
the
older
lady
,
who
was
evidently
Miss
Patty
Spofford
.
"
Oh
,
yes
,
"
said
Miss
Patty
.
"
I
intended
to
take
that
sign
down
today
.
"
"
Then
--
then
we
are
too
late
,
"
said
Anne
sorrowfully
.
"
You
've
let
it
to
some
one
else
?
"
