Chapter 1 - (VERSO)
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a finishing touch, Nancy ravaged the old neglected garden and set a huge bowl of crimson roses in the centre of the table.
“Now I must go,” she said aloud. “Wouldn’t it be fun to see Peter’s face when he comes in, though? Ha-hum! I’ve enjoyed doing this – but why? Nancy Rogerson, don’t be asking yourself conundrums. Put on your hat and proceed homeward, constructing on your way some reliable fib to account to Louisa for the absence of your strawberries.”
Nancy paused a moment and looked around wistfully. She had made the place look cheery and neat and home-like. She felt that queer tugging at her heartstrings again.
TEXT ANNOTATION
From the final paragraphs of "The End of a Quarrel," also featured in Chronicles of Avonlea (1912).