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XVIII. An Adventure on the Tory Road
IfMarillawasn’tsostingywithherjamIbelieveI’dgrowalotfaster.”
“Marillaisnotstingy,Davy,”saidAnneseverely.“Itisveryungratefulofyoutosaysuchathing.”
“There’sanotherwordthatmeansthesamethingandsoundsalotbetter,butIdon’tjustrememberit,”saidDavy,frowningintently.“IheardMarillasayshewasit,herself,theotherday.”
“IfyoumeanECONOMICAL,it’saVERYdifferentthingfrombeingstingy.Itisanexcellenttraitinapersonifsheiseconomical.IfMarillahadbeenstingyshewouldn’thavetakenyouandDorawhenyourmotherdied.WouldyouhavelikedtolivewithMrs.Wiggins?”
“YoujustbetIwouldn’t!”Davywasemphaticonthatpoint.“NorIdon’twanttogoouttoUncleRichardneither.I’dfarratherlivehere,evenifMarillaisthatlong-tailedwordwhenitcomestojam,‘causeYOU’REhere,Anne.Say,Anne,won’tyoutellmeastory‘foreIgotosleep?Idon’twantafairystory.They’reallrightforgirls,Is’pose,butIwantsomethingexciting...lotsofkillingandshootinginit,andahouseonfire,andin’trustingthingslikethat.”
FortunatelyforAnne,Marillacalledoutatthismomentfromherroom.
“Anne,Diana’ssignalingatagreatrate.You’dbetterseewhatshewants.”
AnnerantotheeastgableandsawflashesoflightcomingthroughthetwilightfromDiana’swindowingroupsoffive,whichmeant,accordingtotheiroldchildishcode,“ComeoveratonceforIhavesomethingimportanttoreveal.
