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Chapter XXVII. Vanity and Vexation of Spirit

           Thegirlsinbookslosetheirhairinfeversorsellittogetmoneyforsomegooddeed,andI’msureIwouldn’tmindlosingmyhairinsomesuchfashionhalfsomuch.Butthereisnothingcomfortinginhavingyourhaircutoffbecauseyou’vedyeditadreadfulcolor,isthere?I’mgoingtoweepallthetimeyou’recuttingitoff,ifitwon’tinterfere.Itseemssuchatragicthing.”

           Anneweptthen,butlateron,whenshewentupstairsandlookedintheglass,shewascalmwithdespair.Marillahaddoneherworkthoroughlyandithadbeennecessarytoshinglethehairascloselyaspossible.Theresultwasnotbecoming,tostatethecaseasmildlyasmaybe.Annepromptlyturnedherglasstothewall.

           “I’llnever,neverlookatmyselfagainuntilmyhairgrows,”sheexclaimedpassionately.

           Thenshesuddenlyrightedtheglass.

           “Yes,Iwill,too.I’ddopenanceforbeingwickedthatway.I’lllookatmyselfeverytimeIcometomyroomandseehowuglyIam.AndIwon’ttrytoimagineitaway,either.IneverthoughtIwasvainaboutmyhair,ofallthings,butnowIknowIwas,inspiteofitsbeingred,becauseitwassolongandthickandcurly.Iexpectsomethingwillhappentomynosenext.”

           Anne’sclippedheadmadeasensationinschoolonthefollowingMonday,buttoherreliefnobodyguessedtherealreasonforit,notevenJosiePye,who,however,didnotfailtoinformAnnethatshelookedlikeaperfectscarecrow

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