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XXI. Sweet Miss Lavendar

           Miltysaidhewasn’tscaredofmebuthe’djustassooncallitsomebodyelseto‘bligeme,soherubbedoutAnne’snameandprintedBarbaraShaw’sunderit.Miltydoesn’tlikeBarbara‘causeshecallshimasweetlittleboyandonceshepattedhimonhishead.”

           Dorasaidprimlythatshelikedschool;butshewasveryquiet,evenforher;andwhenattwilightMarillabadehergoupstairstobedshehesitatedandbegantocry.

           “I’m...I’mfrightened,”shesobbed.“I...Idon’twanttogoupstairsaloneinthedark.”

           “Whatnotionhaveyougotintoyourheadnow?”demandedMarilla.“I’msureyou’vegonetobedaloneallsummerandneverbeenfrightenedbefore.”

           Dorastillcontinuedtocry,soAnnepickedherup,cuddledhersympathetically,andwhispered,

           “TellAnneallaboutit,sweetheart.Whatareyoufrightenedof?”

           “Of...ofMirabelCotton’suncle,”sobbedDora.“MirabelCottontoldmeallaboutherfamilytodayinschool.Nearlyeverybodyinherfamilyhasdied...allhergrandfathersandgrandmothersandeversomanyunclesandaunts.Theyhaveahabitofdying,Mirabelsays.Mirabel’sawfulproudofhavingsomanydeadrelations,andshetoldmewhattheyalldiedof,andwhattheysaid,andhowtheylookedintheircoffins.AndMirabelsaysoneofheruncleswasseenwalkingaroundthehouseafterhewasburied.Hermothersawhim.Idon’tmindtherestsomuchbutIcan’thelpthinkingaboutthatuncle.”

           AnnewentupstairswithDoraandsatbyheruntilshefellasleep.

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