Chapter 9

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That bridge led Anne’s dancing feet up over a wooded hill beyond, where perpetual twilight reigned under the straight, thick-growing firs and spruces (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)U4(end superscript) Gossamers glimmered like threads of silver among the trees and the fir boughs and tassels seemed to utter friendly speech.

All these raptured voyages of exploration were made in the odd half hours which she was allowed for play, and Anne talked Matthew and Marilla half-deaf over her discoveries. Not that Matthew complained, to be sure; he listened to it all with a wordless smile of enjoyment on his face; Marilla permitted the “chatter” until she found herself becoming too interested in it, whereupon she always promptly

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; the only flowers there were myriads of delicate 'June bells', those shyest and sweetest of woodland blooms, and a few pale aerial star-flowers, like the spirits of last year's blossoms.