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Chapter VIII. Anne’s Bringing-up Is Begun

           “I’veneverhadanauntoranyrelationatall—notevenagrandmother.ItwouldmakemefeelasifIreallybelongedtoyou.Can’tIcallyouAuntMarilla?”

           “No.I’mnotyourauntandIdon’tbelieveincallingpeoplenamesthatdon’tbelongtothem.”

           “Butwecouldimagineyouweremyaunt.”

           “Icouldn’t,”saidMarillagrimly.

           “Doyouneverimaginethingsdifferentfromwhattheyreallyare?”askedAnnewide-eyed.

           “No.”

           “Oh!”Annedrewalongbreath.“Oh,Miss—Marilla,howmuchyoumiss!”

           “Idon’tbelieveinimaginingthingsdifferentfromwhattheyreallyare,”retortedMarilla.“WhentheLordputsusincertaincircumstancesHedoesn’tmeanforustoimaginethemaway.Andthatremindsme.Gointothesittingroom,Anne—besureyourfeetarecleananddon’tletanyfliesin—andbringmeouttheillustratedcardthat’sonthemantelpiece.TheLord’sPrayerisonitandyou’lldevoteyoursparetimethisafternoontolearningitoffbyheart.There’stobenomoreofsuchprayingasIheardlastnight.”

           “IsupposeIwasveryawkward,”saidAnneapologetically,“butthen,yousee,I’dneverhadanypractice.Youcouldn’treallyexpectapersontoprayverywellthefirsttimeshetried,couldyou?IthoughtoutasplendidprayerafterIwenttobed,justasIpromisedyouIwould.Itwasnearlyaslongasaminister’sandsopoetical.Butwouldyoubelieveit?Icouldn’trememberonewordwhenIwokeupthismorning.AndI’mafraidI’llneverbeabletothinkoutanotheroneasgood.

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