Аня с острова Принца Эдуарда

The Last Redmond Year Opens

           

           “Haveyoubrokenthenewstoyourfamily?”askedPriscilla,feedingtheSarah-catbitsfromherlunchbasket.

           Philnodded.

           “Howdidtheytakeit?”

           “Oh,motherrampaged.ButIstoodrockfirmevenI,PhilippaGordon,whoneverbeforecouldholdfasttoanything.Fatherwascalmer.Father’sowndaddywasaminister,soyouseehehasasoftspotinhisheartforthecloth.IhadJouptoMountHolly,aftermothergrewcalm,andtheybothlovedhim.Butmothergavehimsomefrightfulhintsineveryconversationregardingwhatshehadhopedforme.Oh,myvacationpathwayhasn’tbeenexactlystrewnwithroses,girlsdear.ButI’vewonoutandI’vegotJo.Nothingelsematters.”

           “Toyou,”saidAuntJamesinadarkly.

           “NortoJo,either,”retortedPhil.“Youkeeponpityinghim.Why,pray?Ithinkhe’stobeenvied.He’sgettingbrains,beauty,andaheartofgoldinME.”

           “It’swellweknowhowtotakeyourspeeches,”saidAuntJamesinapatiently.“Ihopeyoudon’ttalklikethatbeforestrangers.Whatwouldtheythink?”

           “Oh,Idon’twanttoknowwhattheythink.Idon’twanttoseemyselfasothersseeme.I’msureitwouldbehorriblyuncomfortablemostofthetime.Idon’tbelieveBurnswasreallysincereinthatprayer,either.”

           “Oh,Idaresayweallprayforsomethingsthatwereallydon’twant,ifwewereonlyhonestenoughtolookintoourhearts,”ownedAuntJamesinacandidly.“I’veanotionthatsuchprayersdon’triseveryfar.

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