Do you remember the day you set me drunk on
it?
So many children nowadays know so much more than
isfitting.
Oh, Susan, there is no such thing as a common day.
They were determined to put him in thewrong, were they?
It had petered out soonafter Annes
marriage.
And he had on such anice new light-grey
suit!
Sposin he et a lot of the little green apples on
the early treeand got nice and sick? She calls him her little brown boy and spoils
himshamefully.
Theres measles around, said Aunt Mary Maria
darkly.
Anne wanted to do a hundred things first
Some folks thinkthey are luxuries, I said, but at
Ingleside we think they arenecessities. The gang would be on their way to the
Harbour Mouthby now. Do you remember the day you fell through the Cobbduckhouse on
the Tory Road? Nobody hailed her arrival with frantic delight.
She is subject to frequent bad headaches, too, so
wemust really try not to be noisy. They were bound to laugh at him, were
they?
You have to work in a garden yourself or you
missits meaning.
EVERY day hassomething about it no other day
has.
Im not sure that I havent sprouted
wings.
Fenner Douglas had goneto church BARE-HEADED .
Whyhadnt she saved some of the gingerbread and cream for him? The row of cherry
trees hadgrown older but was a drift of snowy bloom. And oh, Mummy,weve made
everybodys favourite dish! Her heart sang all the waybecause she was going home to a
joyous house . Oh, well, I suppose there isnt much to keep him in Avonlea now,since
his mother went last year.
Every one has some fault but also some virtue
Yes, its lovely to think of going homeand yet Im
sad to leave Green Gables, too.
And you dont have to worry yet over what theyre
going to be. Gingerbread and whipped cream was Jems favourite dessert. You knowId
far rather spend the evening with you than go to the reception.
They dont look like flowers to me at all. Oh, I
wish childrendidnt grow up so soon.
There was a lane curtained with wild-cherry
blossoms . And oh, Mummy,weve made everybodys favourite dish! Evidently something
dreadful hadhappened and there was no time to be wasted in explanations. Her heart
sang all the waybecause she was going home to a joyous house . And I want the
flowers I love in heaven . And well eat it back in Hester Grays garden
Aunt Mary Maria thought the Ingleside children
hadvery bad manners.