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always feel that you are a benefactor. Oh, I could endure anything if I only thought my hair would be a handsome auburn when I grew up. (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)R5(end superscript) And now may I go out into your garden and sit on that bench under the apple-trees while you and Marilla are talking?(begin strikethrough)”(end strikethrough) There is so much more scope for imagination out there.”
Laws, yes, run along child. And you can pick a bouquet of them white June lilies over in the corner if you like.”
As the door closed behind Anne, Mrs. Lynde got up briskly to light a lamp.
“She’s a real odd little thing. (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)S5(end superscript) but there is something kind of taking about her (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)after all.(end superscript) I don’t feel so surprised at you and Matthew keeping her as I did—nor so sorry for you, either.
LMM Notes
LMM Note R5
It would be so much easier to be good if one's hair was (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)a handsome(end superscript) auburn, don't you think[?]
LMM Note S5
Take this chair, Marilla. It's easier than the one you've got. I just keep that for the hired boy to sit on. Yes, she certainly is an odd child
TEXT ANNOTATION
"June lilies": The fragrant white narcissus.