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To let out every one of my dresses AGAIN. I weigh four pounds more than
I did in July. Anne, WHERE will this end? Mrs. Morgan's heroines are all
tall and slender." "Well, let's forget our troubles and think of our
mercies," said Anne gaily. "Mrs. Allan says that whenever we think of
anything that is a trial to us we should also think of something nice
that we can set over against it. If you are slightly too plump you've
got the dearest dimples; and if I have a freckled nose the SHAPE of it
is all right. Do you think the lemon juice did any good?" "Yes, I really
think it did," said Diana critically; and, much elated, Anne led the way
to the garden, which was full of airy shadows and wavering golden
lights. "We'll decorate the parlor first. We have plenty of time, for
Priscilla said they'd be here about twelve or half past at the latest,
so we'll have dinner at one." There may have been two happier and more
excited girls somewhere in Canada or the United States at that moment,
but I doubt it. Every snip of the scissors, as rose and peony and
bluebell fell, seemed to chirp, "Mrs. Morgan is coming today." Anne
wondered how Mr. Harrison COULD go on placidly mowing hay in the field
across the lane, just as if nothing were going to happen. The parlor at
Green Gables was a rather severe and gloomy apartment, with rigid
horsehair furniture, stiff lace curtains, and white antimacassars that
were always laid at a perfectly correct angle, except at such times as
they clung to unfortunate people's buttons. Even Anne had never been
able to infuse much grace into it, for Marilla would not permit any
alterations. But it is wonderful what flowers can accomplish if you give
them a fair chance; when Anne and Diana