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Chapter IV. Morning at Green Gables

           

           “Oh,Idon’tmeanjustthetree;ofcourseit’slovely—yes,it’sradiantlylovely—itbloomsasifitmeantit—butImeanteverything,thegardenandtheorchardandthebrookandthewoods,thewholebigdearworld.Don’tyoufeelasifyoujustlovedtheworldonamorninglikethis?AndIcanhearthebrooklaughingallthewayuphere.Haveyouevernoticedwhatcheerfulthingsbrooksare?They’realwayslaughing.Eveninwinter-timeI’veheardthemundertheice.I’msogladthere’sabrooknearGreenGables.Perhapsyouthinkitdoesn’tmakeanydifferencetomewhenyou’renotgoingtokeepme,butitdoes.IshallalwaysliketorememberthatthereisabrookatGreenGablesevenifIneverseeitagain.Iftherewasn’tabrookI’dbehauntedbytheuncomfortablefeelingthatthereoughttobeone.I’mnotinthedepthsofdespairthismorning.Inevercanbeinthemorning.Isn’titasplendidthingthattherearemornings?ButIfeelverysad.I’vejustbeenimaginingthatitwasreallymeyouwantedafterallandthatIwastostayhereforeverandever.Itwasagreatcomfortwhileitlasted.Buttheworstofimaginingthingsisthatthetimecomeswhenyouhavetostopandthathurts.”

           “You’dbettergetdressedandcomedown-stairsandnevermindyourimaginings,”saidMarillaassoonasshecouldgetawordinedgewise.“Breakfastiswaiting.Washyourfaceandcombyourhair.Leavethewindowupandturnyourbedclothesbackoverthefootofthebed.Beassmartasyoucan.

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