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Aunt
Jamesina
did
not
come
until
the
girls
had
Patty
's
Place
ready
for
her
.
Miss
Patty
had
sent
the
key
to
Anne
,
with
a
letter
in
which
she
said
Gog
and
Magog
were
packed
in
a
box
under
the
spare-room
bed
,
but
might
be
taken
out
when
wanted
;
in
a
postscript
she
added
that
she
hoped
the
girls
would
be
careful
about
putting
up
pictures
.
The
living
room
had
been
newly
papered
five
years
before
and
she
and
Miss
Maria
did
not
want
any
more
holes
made
in
that
new
paper
than
was
absolutely
necessary
.
For
the
rest
she
trusted
everything
to
Anne
.
How
those
girls
enjoyed
putting
their
nest
in
order
!
As
Phil
said
,
it
was
almost
as
good
as
getting
married
.
You
had
the
fun
of
homemaking
without
the
bother
of
a
husband
.
All
brought
something
with
them
to
adorn
or
make
comfortable
the
little
house
.
Pris
and
Phil
and
Stella
had
knick-knacks
and
pictures
galore
,
which
latter
they
proceeded
to
hang
according
to
taste
,
in
reckless
disregard
of
Miss
Patty
's
new
paper
.
"
We
'll
putty
the
holes
up
when
we
leave
,
dear
--
she
'll
never
know
,
"
they
said
to
protesting
Anne
.
Diana
had
given
Anne
a
pine
needle
cushion
and
Miss
Ada
had
given
both
her
and
Priscilla
a
fearfully
and
wonderfully
embroidered
one
.
Marilla
had
sent
a
big
box
of
preserves
,
and
darkly
hinted
at
a
hamper
for
Thanksgiving
,
and
Mrs.
Lynde
gave
Anne
a
patchwork
quilt
and
loaned
her
five
more
.
"
You
take
them
,
"
she
said
authoritatively
.
"
They
might
as
well
be
in
use
as
packed
away
in
that
trunk
in
the
garret
for
moths
to
gnaw
.
"
No
moths
would
ever
have
ventured
near
those
quilts
,
for
they
reeked
of
mothballs
to
such
an
extent
that
they
had
to
be
hung
in
the
orchard
of
Patty
's
Place
a
full
fortnight
before
they
could
be
endured
indoors
.
Verily
,
aristocratic
Spofford
Avenue
had
rarely
beheld
such
a
display
.
The
gruff
old
millionaire
who
lived
"
next
door
"
came
over
and
wanted
to
buy
the
gorgeous
red
and
yellow
"
tulip-pattern
"
one
which
Mrs.
Rachel
had
given
Anne
.
He
said
his
mother
used
to
make
quilts
like
that
,
and
by
Jove
,
he
wanted
one
to
remind
him
of
her
.
Anne
would
not
sell
it
,
much
to
his
disappointment
,
but
she
wrote
all
about
it
to
Mrs.
Lynde
.
That
highly-gratified
lady
sent
word
back
that
she
had
one
just
like
it
to
spare
,
so
the
tobacco
king
got
his
quilt
after
all
,
and
insisted
on
having
it
spread
on
his
bed
,
to
the
disgust
of
his
fashionable
wife
.
Mrs.
Lynde
's
quilts
served
a
very
useful
purpose
that
winter
.
Patty
's
Place
for
all
its
many
virtues
,
had
its
faults
also
.
It
was
really
a
rather
cold
house
;
and
when
the
frosty
nights
came
the
girls
were
very
glad
to
snuggle
down
under
Mrs.
Lynde
's
quilts
,
and
hoped
that
the
loan
of
them
might
be
accounted
unto
her
for
righteousness
.
Anne
had
the
blue
room
she
had
coveted
at
sight
.
Priscilla
and
Stella
had
the
large
one
.
Phil
was
blissfully
content
with
the
little
one
over
the
kitchen
;
and
Aunt
Jamesina
was
to
have
the
downstairs
one
off
the
living-room
.
Rusty
at
first
slept
on
the
doorstep
.
Anne
,
walking
home
from
Redmond
a
few
days
after
her
return
,
became
aware
that
the
people
that
she
met
surveyed
her
with
a
covert
,
indulgent
smile
.
Anne
wondered
uneasily
what
was
the
matter
with
her
.
Was
her
hat
crooked
?
Was
her
belt
loose
?
Craning
her
head
to
investigate
,
Anne
,
for
the
first
time
,
saw
Rusty
.
Trotting
along
behind
her
,
close
to
her
heels
,
was
quite
the
most
forlorn
specimen
of
the
cat
tribe
she
had
ever
beheld
.
The
animal
was
well
past
kitten-hood
,
lank
,
thin
,
disreputable
looking
.
Pieces
of
both
ears
were
lacking
,
one
eye
was
temporarily
out
of
repair
,
and
one
jowl
ludicrously
swollen
.
As
for
color
,
if
a
once
black
cat
had
been
well
and
thoroughly
singed
the
result
would
have
resembled
the
hue
of
this
waif
's
thin
,
draggled
,
unsightly
fur
.
