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"
Everything
,
"
moaned
Anne
.
"
I
feel
as
if
I
were
disgraced
forever
.
What
do
you
think
a
mother
would
feel
like
if
she
found
her
child
tattooed
over
with
a
baking
powder
advertisement
?
I
feel
just
the
same
.
I
loved
my
poor
little
story
,
and
I
wrote
it
out
of
the
best
that
was
in
me
.
And
it
is
SACRILEGE
to
have
it
degraded
to
the
level
of
a
baking
powder
advertisement
.
Do
n't
you
remember
what
Professor
Hamilton
used
to
tell
us
in
the
literature
class
at
Queen
's
?
He
said
we
were
never
to
write
a
word
for
a
low
or
unworthy
motive
,
but
always
to
cling
to
the
very
highest
ideals
.
What
will
he
think
when
he
hears
I
've
written
a
story
to
advertise
Rollings
Reliable
?
And
,
oh
,
when
it
gets
out
at
Redmond
!
Think
how
I
'll
be
teased
and
laughed
at
!
"
"
That
you
wo
n't
,
"
said
Gilbert
,
wondering
uneasily
if
it
were
that
confounded
Junior
's
opinion
in
particular
over
which
Anne
was
worried
.
"
The
Reds
will
think
just
as
I
thought
--
that
you
,
being
like
nine
out
of
ten
of
us
,
not
overburdened
with
worldly
wealth
,
had
taken
this
way
of
earning
an
honest
penny
to
help
yourself
through
the
year
.
I
do
n't
see
that
there
's
anything
low
or
unworthy
about
that
,
or
anything
ridiculous
either
.
One
would
rather
write
masterpieces
of
literature
no
doubt
--
but
meanwhile
board
and
tuition
fees
have
to
be
paid
.
"
This
commonsense
,
matter-of-fact
view
of
the
case
cheered
Anne
a
little
.
At
least
it
removed
her
dread
of
being
laughed
at
,
though
the
deeper
hurt
of
an
outraged
ideal
remained
.
"
It
's
the
homiest
spot
I
ever
saw
--
it
's
homier
than
home
,
"
avowed
Philippa
Gordon
,
looking
about
her
with
delighted
eyes
.
They
were
all
assembled
at
twilight
in
the
big
living-room
at
Patty
's
Place
--
Anne
and
Priscilla
,
Phil
and
Stella
,
Aunt
Jamesina
,
Rusty
,
Joseph
,
the
Sarah-Cat
,
and
Gog
and
Magog
.
The
firelight
shadows
were
dancing
over
the
walls
;
the
cats
were
purring
;
and
a
huge
bowl
of
hothouse
chrysanthemums
,
sent
to
Phil
by
one
of
the
victims
,
shone
through
the
golden
gloom
like
creamy
moons
.
It
was
three
weeks
since
they
had
considered
themselves
settled
,
and
already
all
believed
the
experiment
would
be
a
success
.
The
first
fortnight
after
their
return
had
been
a
pleasantly
exciting
one
;
they
had
been
busy
setting
up
their
household
goods
,
organizing
their
little
establishment
,
and
adjusting
different
opinions
.
Anne
was
not
over-sorry
to
leave
Avonlea
when
the
time
came
to
return
to
college
.
The
last
few
days
of
her
vacation
had
not
been
pleasant
.
Her
prize
story
had
been
published
in
the
Island
papers
;
and
Mr.
William
Blair
had
,
upon
the
counter
of
his
store
,
a
huge
pile
of
pink
,
green
and
yellow
pamphlets
,
containing
it
,
one
of
which
he
gave
to
every
customer
.
He
sent
a
complimentary
bundle
to
Anne
,
who
promptly
dropped
them
all
in
the
kitchen
stove
.
Her
humiliation
was
the
consequence
of
her
own
ideals
only
,
for
Avonlea
folks
thought
it
quite
splendid
that
she
should
have
won
the
prize
.
Her
many
friends
regarded
her
with
honest
admiration
;
her
few
foes
with
scornful
envy
.
Josie
Pye
said
she
believed
Anne
Shirley
had
just
copied
the
story
;
she
was
sure
she
remembered
reading
it
in
a
paper
years
before
.
The
Sloanes
,
who
had
found
out
or
guessed
that
Charlie
had
been
"
turned
down
,
"
said
they
did
n't
think
it
was
much
to
be
proud
of
;
almost
any
one
could
have
done
it
,
if
she
tried
.
Aunt
Atossa
told
Anne
she
was
very
sorry
to
hear
she
had
taken
to
writing
novels
;
nobody
born
and
bred
in
Avonlea
would
do
it
;
that
was
what
came
of
adopting
orphans
from
goodness
knew
where
,
with
goodness
knew
what
kind
of
parents
.
Even
Mrs.
Rachel
Lynde
was
darkly
dubious
about
the
propriety
of
writing
fiction
,
though
she
was
almost
reconciled
to
it
by
that
twenty-five
dollar
check
.
"
It
is
perfectly
amazing
,
the
price
they
pay
for
such
lies
,
that
's
what
,
"
she
said
,
half-proudly
,
half-severely
.
All
things
considered
,
it
was
a
relief
when
going-away
time
came
.
And
it
was
very
jolly
to
be
back
at
Redmond
,
a
wise
,
experienced
Soph
with
hosts
of
friends
to
greet
on
the
merry
opening
day
.
Pris
and
Stella
and
Gilbert
were
there
,
Charlie
Sloane
,
looking
more
important
than
ever
a
Sophomore
looked
before
,
Phil
,
with
the
Alec-and-Alonzo
question
still
unsettled
,
and
Moody
Spurgeon
MacPherson
.
Moody
Spurgeon
had
been
teaching
school
ever
since
leaving
Queen
's
,
but
his
mother
had
concluded
it
was
high
time
he
gave
it
up
and
turned
his
attention
to
learning
how
to
be
a
minister
.
Poor
Moody
Spurgeon
fell
on
hard
luck
at
the
very
beginning
of
his
college
career
.
Half
a
dozen
ruthless
Sophs
,
who
were
among
his
fellow-boarders
,
swooped
down
upon
him
one
night
and
shaved
half
of
his
head
.
In
this
guise
the
luckless
Moody
Spurgeon
had
to
go
about
until
his
hair
grew
again
.
He
told
Anne
bitterly
that
there
were
times
when
he
had
his
doubts
as
to
whether
he
was
really
called
to
be
a
minister
.
