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Chapter VI. Marilla Makes Up Her Mind

           Spencer,bustlinghergueststhroughthehallintotheparlor,whereadeadlychillstruckonthemasiftheairhadbeenstrainedsolongthroughdarkgreen,closelydrawnblindsthatithadlosteveryparticleofwarmthithadeverpossessed.“Thatisreallucky,forwecansettlethematterrightaway.Takethearmchair,MissCuthbert.Anne,yousithereontheottomananddon’twiggle.Letmetakeyourhats.FloraJane,gooutandputthekettleon.Goodafternoon,Mrs.Blewett.Wewerejustsayinghowfortunateitwasyouhappenedalong.Letmeintroduceyoutwoladies.Mrs.Blewett,MissCuthbert.Pleaseexcusemeforjustamoment.IforgottotellFloraJanetotakethebunsoutoftheoven.”

           Mrs.Spencerwhiskedaway,afterpullinguptheblinds.Annesittingmutelyontheottoman,withherhandsclaspedtightlyinherlap,staredatMrsBlewettasonefascinated.Wasshetobegivenintothekeepingofthissharp-faced,sharp-eyedwoman?Shefeltalumpcomingupinherthroatandhereyessmartedpainfully.Shewasbeginningtobeafraidshecouldn’tkeepthetearsbackwhenMrs.Spencerreturned,flushedandbeaming,quitecapableoftakinganyandeverydifficulty,physical,mentalorspiritual,intoconsiderationandsettlingitoutofhand.

           “Itseemsthere’sbeenamistakeaboutthislittlegirl,Mrs.Blewett,”shesaid.“IwasundertheimpressionthatMr.andMissCuthbertwantedalittlegirltoadopt.Iwascertainlytoldso.Butitseemsitwasaboytheywanted.Soifyou’restillofthesamemindyouwereyesterday,Ithinkshe’llbejustthethingforyou.”

           Mrs.

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