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Chapter XVIII. Anne to the Rescue

           HelookedatAnneasifhewerethinkingsomethingsaboutherthatcouldn’tbeexpressedinwords.Lateron,however,heexpressedthemtoMr.andMrs.Barry.

           “ThatlittleredheadedgirltheyhaveoveratCuthbert’sisassmartastheymake‘em.Itellyoushesavedthatbaby’slife,foritwouldhavebeentoolatebythetimeIgotthere.Sheseemstohaveaskillandpresenceofmindperfectlywonderfulinachildofherage.Ineversawanythingliketheeyesofherwhenshewasexplainingthecasetome.”

           Annehadgonehomeinthewonderful,white-frostedwintermorning,heavyeyedfromlossofsleep,butstilltalkingunweariedlytoMatthewastheycrossedthelongwhitefieldandwalkedundertheglitteringfairyarchoftheLover’sLanemaples.

           “Oh,Matthew,isn’titawonderfulmorning?TheworldlookslikesomethingGodhadjustimaginedforHisownpleasure,doesn’tit?ThosetreeslookasifIcouldblowthemawaywithabreath—pouf!I’msogladIliveinaworldwheretherearewhitefrosts,aren’tyou?AndI’msogladMrs.Hammondhadthreepairsoftwinsafterall.Ifshehadn’tImightn’thaveknownwhattodoforMinnieMay.I’mrealsorryIwasevercrosswithMrs.Hammondforhavingtwins.But,oh,Matthew,I’msosleepy.Ican’tgotoschool.IjustknowIcouldn’tkeepmyeyesopenandI’dbesostupid.

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