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XIX. Just a Happy Day
“Well,byandbyI’lltellyouthethoughtsItoldMaryJoeandyoucanseeforyourselfifthere’sanythingqueerinthem,”saidPaul,“butI’llwaittillitbeginstogetdark.ThatisthetimeIachetotellpeoplethings,andwhennobodyelseishandyIjustHAVEtotellMaryJoe.ButafterthisIwon’t,ifitmakesherimagineI’mwronginmyupperstory.I’lljustacheandbearit.”
“AndiftheachegetstoobadyoucancomeuptoGreenGablesandtellmeyourthoughts,”suggestedAnne,withallthegravitythatendearedhertochildren,whosodearlylovetobetakenseriously.
“Yes,Iwill.ButIhopeDavywon’tbetherewhenIgobecausehemakesfacesatme.Idon’tmindVERYmuchbecauseheissuchalittleboyandIamquiteabigone,butstillitisnotpleasanttohavefacesmadeatyou.AndDavymakessuchterribleones.SometimesIamfrightenedhewillnevergethisfacestraightenedoutagain.HemakesthematmeinchurchwhenIoughttobethinkingofsacredthings.Doralikesmethough,andIlikeher,butnotsowellasIdidbeforeshetoldMinnieMayBarrythatshemeanttomarrymewhenIgrewup.ImaymarrysomebodywhenIgrowupbutI’mfartooyoungtobethinkingofityet,don’tyouthink,teacher?”
“Ratheryoung,”agreedteacher.
“Speakingofmarrying,remindsmeofanotherthingthathasbeentroublingmeoflate,”continuedPaul.“Mrs.LyndewasdownhereonedaylastweekhavingteawithGrandma,andGrandmamademeshowhermylittlemother’spicture...theonefathersentmeformybirthdaypresent.
