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Chapter 13


You’re a Sunday School scholar and it’s not likely I’d refuse to let you go when all the other little girls are going.”

“But – but,” faltered Anne, “Diana says that everybody must take a basket of things to eat. I can’t cook, as you know, Marilla (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)Y6(end superscript) and it’s been preying on my mind ever since Diana told me.”

“Well, it needn’t prey any longer. I’ll bake you a basket.”

“Oh, you dear good Marilla. Oh, you are so kind to me. Oh, I’m so much obliged to you.”

Getting through with her “oh’s” Anne cast herself into Marilla’s arms and rapturously kissed her sallow cheek. It was the first time in her whole life that childish lips had voluntarily touched Marilla’s face.


LMM Notes

LMM Note Y6:
and – and I don't (begin strikethrough)mind(end strikethrough) mind going to a picnic without puffed sleeves so much but I'd feel terribly humiliated if I had to go without a basket.