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X. Davy in Search of a Sensation
Ibelievewhenyou’realoneyou’reasmuchalittlegirlasyoueverwere.”
“Well,onecan’tgetoverthehabitofbeingalittlegirlallatonce,”saidAnnegaily.“Yousee,IwaslittleforfourteenyearsandI’veonlybeengrown-uppishforscarcelythree.I’msureIshallalwaysfeellikeachildinthewoods.ThesewalkshomefromschoolarealmosttheonlytimeIhavefordreaming...exceptthehalf-hourorsobeforeIgotosleep.I’msobusywithteachingandstudyingandhelpingMarillawiththetwinsthatIhaven’tanothermomentforimaginingthings.Youdon’tknowwhatsplendidadventuresIhaveforalittlewhileafterIgotobedintheeastgableeverynight.IalwaysimagineI’msomethingverybrilliantandtriumphantandsplendid...agreatprimadonnaoraRedCrossnurseoraqueen.LastnightIwasaqueen.It’sreallysplendidtoimagineyouareaqueen.Youhaveallthefunofitwithoutanyoftheinconveniencesandyoucanstopbeingaqueenwheneveryouwantto,whichyoucouldn’tinreallife.ButhereinthewoodsIlikebesttoimaginequitedifferentthings...I’madryadlivinginanoldpine,oralittlebrownwood-elfhidingunderacrinkledleaf.Thatwhitebirchyoucaughtmekissingisasisterofmine.Theonlydifferenceis,she’satreeandI’magirl,butthat’snorealdifference.Whereareyougoing,Diana?”
“DowntotheDicksons.IpromisedtohelpAlbertacutouthernewdress.Can’tyouwalkdownintheevening,Anne,andcomehomewithme?”
“Imight...
