"Averil’s Atonement"

           

           “Whatareyoudreamingof,Anne?”

           Thetwogirlswereloiteringoneeveninginafairyhollowofthebrook.Fernsnoddedinit,andlittlegrassesweregreen,andwildpearshungfinely-scented,whitecurtainsaroundit.

           Annerousedherselffromherreveriewithahappysigh.

           “Iwasthinkingoutmystory,Diana.”

           “Oh,haveyoureallybegunit?”criedDiana,allalightwitheagerinterestinamoment.

           “Yes,Ihaveonlyafewpageswritten,butIhaveitallprettywellthoughtout.I’vehadsuchatimetogetasuitableplot.NoneoftheplotsthatsuggestedthemselvessuitedagirlnamedAVERIL.”

           “Couldn’tyouhavechangedhername?”

           “No,thethingwasimpossible.Itriedto,butIcouldn’tdoit,anymorethanIcouldchangeyours.AVERILwassorealtomethatnomatterwhatothernameItriedtogiveherIjustthoughtofherasAVERILbehinditall.ButfinallyIgotaplotthatmatchedher.Thencametheexcitementofchoosingnamesforallmycharacters.Youhavenoideahowfascinatingthatis.I’velainawakeforhoursthinkingoverthosenames.Thehero’snameisPERCEVALDALRYMPLE.”

           “HaveyounamedALLthecharacters?”askedDianawistfully.“Ifyouhadn’tIwasgoingtoaskyoutoletmenameonejustsomeunimportantperson.I’dfeelasifIhadashareinthestorythen.”

           “YoumaynamethelittlehiredboywholivedwiththeLESTERS,”concededAnne.“Heisnotveryimportant,butheistheonlyoneleftunnamed.

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