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the asylum, below which her thin legs seemed ungracefully long. Her freckles and were more numerous and obtrusive than ever; the wind had ruffled her hatless hair into over-brilliant disorder; it had never looked redder than at that moment.
“Well, they didn’t pick you for your looks, that’s sure and certain,” was Mrs. Lyn Rachel Lynde’s emphatic comment. (begin subscript)^(end subscript)(begin superscript)Y4(end superscript) “She’s terrible skinny and homely, Marilla. Come here, child, and let me have a look at you. Lawful heart, did anyone ever see such freckles? And hair as red as carrots! Come here, child, I say.”
Anne “came there” but not exactly as Mrs. Rachel expected. With one bound she crossed the kitchen floor and stood before Mrs Rachel,
LMM Notes
LMM Note Y4
Mrs. Rachel was one of those delightful and popular people who pride themselves on speaking their mind without fear or favour.