Аня з Авонлеї
I. An Irate Neighbor
Idon’twanttodiscourageyou,Anne,fortheremaybesomethinginyouridea,thoughIsupposeyoudidgetitoutofsomerubbishyYankeemagazine;butyou’llhaveyourhandsfullwithyourschoolandIadviseyouasafriendnottobotherwithyourimprovements,that’swhat.Butthere,Iknowyou’llgoaheadwithitifyou’vesetyourmindonit.Youwerealwaysonetocarryathingthroughsomehow.”
SomethingaboutthefirmoutlinesofAnne’slipstoldthatMrs.Rachelwasnotfarastrayinthisestimate.Anne’sheartwasbentonformingtheImprovementSociety.GilbertBlythe,whowastoteachinWhiteSandsbutwouldalwaysbehomefromFridaynighttoMondaymorning,wasenthusiasticaboutit;andmostoftheotherfolkswerewillingtogoinforanythingthatmeantoccasionalmeetingsandconsequentlysome“fun.”Asforwhatthe“improvements”weretobe,nobodyhadanyveryclearideaexceptAnneandGilbert.TheyhadtalkedthemoverandplannedthemoutuntilanidealAvonleaexistedintheirminds,ifnowhereelse.
Mrs.Rachelhadstillanotheritemofnews.
“They’vegiventheCarmodyschooltoaPriscillaGrant.Didn’tyougotoQueen’swithagirlofthatname,Anne?”
“Yes,indeed.PriscillatoteachatCarmody!Howperfectlylovely!”exclaimedAnne,hergrayeyeslightingupuntiltheylookedlikeeveningstars,causingMrs.LyndetowonderanewifshewouldevergetitsettledtohersatisfactionwhetherAnneShirleywerereallyaprettygirlornot.
