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something God had just imagined for His Own own pleasure doesn’t it? The trees look as if I could blow them away with a breath—pouf! I’m so glad I live in a world where there are white frosts, aren’t you? (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)O10(end superscript) But oh, Matthew, I’m so sleepy. I can’t go to school. I just know I couldn’t keep my eyes open and I’d be so stupid[.] But I hate to stay home for Gil—some of the others will get head of the class and it’s so hard to get up again.”—P10
“Well, now, I guess you’ll manage all right,” said Matthew, “you just looking at Anne’s white little face and the dark shadows under her eyes. “You just go right to bed and have a good sleep. I’ll do all the chores.”
LMM Notes
LMM Note O10
And I'm glad Mrs Hammond had three pair of twins after all. If she hadn't I mightn't have known what to do for Minnie May. I'm real sorry I was ever cross with Mrs Hammond for having twins[.]
LMM Note P10
although of course the harder it is the more satisfaction you have when you do get up, haven't you?"