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Chapter V. Anne’s History

           It’slikelyherpeoplewerenicefolks.”

           Theshoreroadwas“woodsyandwildandlonesome.”Ontherighthand,scrubfirs,theirspiritsquiteunbrokenbylongyearsoftusslewiththegulfwinds,grewthickly.Ontheleftwerethesteepredsandstonecliffs,sonearthetrackinplacesthatamareoflesssteadinessthanthesorrelmighthavetriedthenervesofthepeoplebehindher.Downatthebaseofthecliffswereheapsofsurf-wornrocksorlittlesandycovesinlaidwithpebblesaswithoceanjewels;beyondlaythesea,shimmeringandblue,andoveritsoaredthegulls,theirpinionsflashingsilveryinthesunlight.

           “Isn’ttheseawonderful?”saidAnne,rousingfromalong,wide-eyedsilence.“Once,whenIlivedinMarysville,Mr.Thomashiredanexpresswagonandtookusalltospendthedayattheshoretenmilesaway.Ienjoyedeverymomentofthatday,evenifIhadtolookafterthechildrenallthetime.Iliveditoverinhappydreamsforyears.ButthisshoreisnicerthantheMarysvilleshore.Aren’tthosegullssplendid?Wouldyouliketobeagull?IthinkIwould—thatis,ifIcouldn’tbeahumangirl.Don’tyouthinkitwouldbenicetowakeupatsunriseandswoopdownoverthewaterandawayoutoverthatlovelyblueallday;andthenatnighttoflybacktoone’snest?Oh,Icanjustimaginemyselfdoingit.Whatbighouseisthatjustahead,please?”

           “That’stheWhiteSandsHotel.Mr.Kirkerunsit,buttheseasonhasn’tbegunyet.ThereareheapsofAmericanscomethereforthesummer.Theythinkthisshoreisjustaboutright

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