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you, but I wouldn't wake you up. She says you saved Minnie May's



life, and she is very sorry she acted as she did in that affair

of the currant wine. She says she knows now you didn't mean to



set Diana drunk, and she hopes you'll forgive her and be good

friends with Diana again. You're to go over this evening if you



like for Diana can't stir outside the door on account of a bad

cold she caught last night. Now, Anne Shirley, for pity's sake



don't fly up into the air."

The warning seemed not unnecessary, so uplifted and aerial was



Anne's expression and attitude as she sprang to her feet, her

face irradiated with the flame of her spirit.



"Oh, Marilla, can I go right now--without washing my dishes?

I'll wash them when I come back, but I cannot tie myself down to



anything so unromantic as dishwashing at this thrilling moment."

"Yes, yes, run along," said Marilla indulgently. "Anne



Shirley--are you crazy? Come back this instant and put something

on you. I might as well call to the wind. She's gone without a



cap or wrap. Look at her tearing through the orchard with her

hair streaming. It'll be a mercy if she doesn't catch her death



of cold."

Anne came dancing home in the purple winter twilight across the



snowy places. Afar in the southwest was the great shimmering,

pearl-like sparkle of an evening star in a sky that was pale



golden and ethereal rose over gleaming white spaces and dark

glens of spruce. The tinkles of sleigh bells among the snowy



hills came like elfin chimes through the frosty air, but their

music was not sweeter than the song in Anne's heart and on her



lips.

"You see before you a perfectly happy person, Marilla," she



announced. "I'm perfectly happy--yes, in spite of my red hair.

Just at present I have a soul above red hair. Mrs. Barry kissed



me and cried and said she was so sorry and she could never repay

me. I felt fearfully embarrassed, Marilla, but I just said as



politely as I could, `I have no hard feelings for you, Mrs.

Barry. I assure you once for all that I did not mean to



intoxicate Diana and henceforth I shall cover the past with the

mantle of oblivion.' That was a pretty dignified way of speaking



wasn't it, Marilla?

I felt that I was heaping coals of fire on Mrs. Barry's head.



And Diana and I had a lovely afternoon. Diana showed me a new

fancy crochetstitch her aunt over at Carmody taught her. Not a



soul in Avonlea knows it but us, and we pledged a solemn vow

never to reveal it to anyone else. Diana gave me a beautiful



card with a wreath of roses on it and a verse of poetry:

"If you love me as I love you



Nothing but death can part us two.

And that is true, Marilla. We're going to ask Mr. Phillips to



let us sit together in school again, and Gertie Pye can go with

Minnie Andrews. We had an elegant tea. Mrs. Barry had the very



best china set out, Marilla, just as if I was real company. I

can't tell you what a thrill it gave me. Nobody ever used their



very best china on my account before. And we had fruit cake and

pound cake and doughnuts and two kinds of preserves, Marilla.



And Mrs. Barry asked me if I took tea and said `Pa, why don't

you pass the biscuits to Anne?' It must be lovely to be grown up,



Marilla, when just being treated as if you were is so nice."

"I don't know about that," said Marilla, with a brief sigh.



"Well, anyway, when I am grown up," said Anne decidedly, "I'm

always going to talk to little girls as if they were too, and



I'll never laugh when they use big words. I know from sorrowful

experience how that hurts one's feelings. After tea Diana and I



made taffy. The taffy wasn't very good, I suppose because

neither Diana nor I had ever made any before. Diana left me to



stir it while she buttered the plates and I forgot and let it

burn; and then when we set it out on the platform to cool the cat



walked over one plate and that had to be thrown away. But the

making of it was splendid fun. Then when I came home Mrs. Barry



asked me to come over as often as I could and Diana stood at the

window and threw kisses to me all the way down to Lover's Lane.



I assure you, Marilla, that I feel like praying tonight and I'm

going to think out a special brand-new prayer in honor of the



occasion."

CHAPTER XIX



A Concert a Catastrophe and a Confession

"MARILLA, can I go over to see Diana just for a minute?" asked



Anne, runningbreathlessly down from the east gable one February




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