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Chapter XXVIII. An Unfortunate Lily Maid

           Theretheyhadfoundnobodyeither,forMarillahadgonetoCarmodyandMatthewwasmakinghayinthebackfield.

           “Oh,Anne,”gaspedDiana,fairlyfallingontheformer’sneckandweepingwithreliefanddelight,“oh,Anne—wethought—youwere—drowned—andwefeltlikemurderers—becausewehadmade—yoube—Elaine.AndRubyisinhysterics—oh,Anne,howdidyouescape?”

           “Iclimbedupononeofthepiles,”explainedAnnewearily,“andGilbertBlythecamealonginMr.Andrews’sdoryandbroughtmetoland.”

           “Oh,Anne,howsplendidofhim!Why,it’ssoromantic!”saidJane,findingbreathenoughforutteranceatlast.“Ofcourseyou’llspeaktohimafterthis.”

           “OfcourseIwon’t,”flashedAnne,withamomentaryreturnofheroldspirit.“AndIdon’twantevertoheartheword‘romantic’again,JaneAndrews.I’mawfullysorryyouweresofrightened,girls.Itisallmyfault.IfeelsureIwasbornunderanunluckystar.EverythingIdogetsmeormydearestfriendsintoascrape.We’vegoneandlostyourfather’sflat,Diana,andIhaveapresentimentthatwe’llnotbeallowedtorowonthepondanymore.”

           Anne’spresentimentprovedmoretrustworthythanpresentimentsareapttodo.GreatwastheconsternationintheBarryandCuthberthouseholdswhentheeventsoftheafternoonbecameknown.

           “Willyoueverhaveanysense,Anne?”groanedMarilla.

           “Oh,yes,IthinkIwill,Marilla,”returnedAnneoptimistically.Agoodcry,indulgedinthegratefulsolitudeoftheeastgable,hadsoothedhernervesandrestoredhertoherwontedcheerfulness

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