Chapter 18 - (VERSO)
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Anne accordingly went to bed and slept so long and soundly that it was well on in the afternoon white and rosy winter afternoon when she awoke and descended to the kitchen where Marilla, who had arrived home in the meantime, was sitting knitting.
“Oh, did you see the Premier?” exclaimed Anne at once. “What did he look like, Marilla.[?”]
“Well, he never got to be Premier on account of his looks,” said Marilla. “Such a nose as that man had! But he can speak. I was proud of being a Conservative. Rachel Lynde, of course, being a Liberal, had no use for him. (begin superscript)Q10(end superscript) Matthew has been telling me about last night. I must say it was fortunate you knew what to do. I wouldn’t have had any idea
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Your (begin strikethrough)diin(end strikethrough) dinner is in the oven, Anne; and you can get yourself some blue-plum preserve out of the pantry. I guess you're hungry.