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your mind to that,” she said firmly.
“But the picnic is to-morrow, Marilla,” said Anne. “You won’t keep me from going to that, will you? You’ll just let me out for the afternoon, won’t you? Then I’ll stay here as long as you like afterwards cheerfully. But I must go to the picnic.”
“You’ll not go to picnics nor anywhere else until you’ve confessed, Anne.”
“Oh, Marilla,” gasped Anne.
But Marilla had gone out and shut the door.
Wednesday morning dawned as bright and fair as if expressly made to order for the picnic. Birds sang around Green Gables; the Madonna lilies in the garden sent out whiffs of perfume that entered in on viewless winds at
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"Madonna lilies": Montgomery had a fondness for lilies in general but for Madonna lilies in particular.
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"viewless winds": Reminiscent of Sir Walter Scott’s "viewless forms of air" from "The Lay of the Last Minstrel," c.I.xii.