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Marilla had problems with her lungs.
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I'll just step over to Green Gables after tea and find out from Marilla where he's gone and why.
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It's no wonder Matthew and Marilla are both a little odd, living away back here by themselves.
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Here sat Marilla Cuthbert, when she sat at all, always slightly distrustful of sunshine, which seemed to her too dancing and irresponsible a thing for a world which was meant to be taken seriously.
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There were three plates laid, so that Marilla must be expecting someone home with Matthew to tea.
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Something that for lack of any other name might be called friendship existed and always had existed between Marilla Cuthbert and Mrs. Rachel, in spite of—or perhaps because of—their dissimilarity.
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Marilla was a tall, thin woman, with angles and without curves; her dark hair showed some gray streaks and was always twisted up in a hard little knot behind with two wire hairpins stuck aggressively through it.
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If Marilla had said that Matthew had gone to Bright River to meet a kangaroo from Australia Mrs. Rachel could not have been more astonished.
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"Are you in earnest, Marilla?" she demanded when voice returned to her.
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Well, Marilla, I'll just tell you plain that I think you're doing a mighty foolish thing—a risky thing, that's what.
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If you had asked my advice in the matter—which you didn't do, Marilla—I'd have said for mercy's sake not to think of such a thing, that's what.
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Matthew and Marilla don't know anything about children.
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Matthew dreaded all women except Marilla and Mrs. Rachel; he had an uncomfortable feeling that the mysterious creatures were secretly laughing at him.
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Marilla really did not know how to talk to the child, and her uncomfortable ignorance made her crisp and curt when she did not mean to be.
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"For pity's sake hold your tongue," said Marilla. "You talk entirely too much for a little girl."
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"Can you wash dishes right?" asked Marilla distrustfully.
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"What's the matter now?" demanded Marilla.
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Marilla looked at Anne and softened at the sight of the child's pale face with its look of mute misery--the misery of a helpless little creature who finds itself once more caught in the trap from which it had escaped.
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"If I wasn't a human girl I think I'd like to be a bee and live among the flowers." "Yesterday you wanted to be a sea gull," sniffed Marilla. "I think you are very fickle minded."
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"I can never do that," said Anne determinedly and darkly. "You can punish me in any way you like, Marilla. You can shut me up in a dark, damp dungeon inhabited by snakes and toads and feed me only on bread and water and I shall not complain. But I cannot ask Mrs. Lynde to forgive me."
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I reckon she ought to be punished a little. But don't be too hard on her, Marilla.

He had never been upstairs in his own house since the spring he helped Marilla paper the spare bedroom, and that was four years ago.

Puffed sleeves are so fashionable now. It would give me such a thrill, Marilla, just to wear a dress with puffed sleeves.

Oh Marilla, I'm the happiest girl on Prince Edward Island this very moment.

Marilla always wore her amethyst brooch to church.

Marilla wore her amethyst brooch to church that day as usual.

"She'll stay in her room until she confesses," said Marilla grimly.

Marilla felt deserted by everyone. She could not even go to Mrs. Lynde for advice.

Oh, Marilla, please, please, let me go to the picnic.

"Marilla, have I really a pretty nose? I know you'll tell me the truth." "Your nose is well enough," said Marilla shortly. Secretly she thought Anne's nose was a remarkable pretty one; but she had no intention of telling her so.

Don't you understand, Marilla? I've been insulted.

One evening Marilla, coming in from the orchard with a basket of apples, found Anne sitting along by the east window in the twilight, crying bitterly.

I love Diana so, Marilla. I cannot ever live without her. But I know very well when we grow up that Diana will get married and go away and leave me. And oh, what shall I do?

Marilla turned quickly away to hide her twitching face; but it was no use; she collapsed on the nearest chair and burst into such a hearty and unusual peal of laughter that Matthew, crossing the yard outside, halted in amazement.

When had he heard Marilla laugh like that before?

Marilla is a very generous woman. She said we could have fruit cake and cherry preserves for tea.

"Oh, I know I'm a great trial to you, Marilla," said Anne repentantly. "I make so many mistakes. But then just think of all the mistakes I don't make, although I might."

Do you know what I think Mayflowers are, Marilla? I think they must be the souls of the flowers that died last summer and this is their heaven.

Headaches always left Marilla somewhat sarcastic.

"But have you ever noticed one encouraging thing about me, Marilla? I never make the same mistake twice." "I don't know as that's much benefit when you're always making new ones."

"Well, you'd better go and give that cake to the pigs," said Marilla. "It isn't fit for any human to eat."

Marilla had almost begun to despair of ever fashioning this waif of the world into her model little girl of demure manners and prim deportment.

"There's one thing plain to be seen, Anne," said Marilla, "and that is that your fall off the Barry roof hasn't injured your tongue at all."

Merry Christmas, Marilla! Merry Christmas, Matthew!

Marilla was not given to subjective analysis of her thoughts and feelings.

Marilla, as she picked her steps along the damp lane, thought that it was really a satisfaction to know that she was going home to a briskly snapping wood fire and a table nicely spread for tea.

"Oh, Marilla, what shall I do?" questioned Anne in tears. "I can never live this down."

Do you suppose it's wrong for us to think so much about our clothes? Marilla says it is very sinful.

Marilla laid her knitting on her lap and leaned back in her chair.

It's perfectly appalling to think of being twenty, Marilla. It sounds so fearfully old and grown up.

"Oh, Marilla, what will we do without him?" "We've got each other, Anne."

Oh, Marilla, you don't mean to sell Green Gables!

Marilla broke down and wept bitterly.

"There's a good deal of the child about her yet in some ways." "There's a good deal more of the woman about her in others," retorted Marilla.

"I didn't think you and Gilbert Blythe were such good friends that you'd stand for half an hour at the gate talking to him," said Marilla with a dry smile.

Marilla says that a large family was raised in that old house long ago, and that it was a real pretty place, with a lovely garden and roses climbing all over it.

Marilla sank into her chair with a deep sigh.

Dear me, it doesn't seem a day since poor Matthew brought Anne herself home and everybody laughed at the idea of Marilla bringing up a child. And now she has adopted twins. You're never safe from being surprised till you're dead.

Marilla took a candle and explored the cellar.

Anne reveled in the world of color about her. "Oh, Marilla," she exclaimed one Saturday morning, coming dancing in with her arms full of gorgeous boughs, "I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. It would be terrible if we just skipped from September to November, wouldn't it? Look at these maple branches. Don't they give you a thrill—several thrills? I'm going to decorate my room with them."

"I can just imagine myself sitting down at the head of the table and pouring out the tea," said Anne, shutting her eyes ecstatically. "And asking Diana if she takes sugar! I know she doesn't, but of course I'll ask her just as if I didn't know. And then pressing her to take another piece of fruit cake and another helping of preserves. Oh, Marilla, it's a wonderful sensation just to think of it."

"It's a pretty good world, after all, isn't it, Marilla?" concluded Anne happily.

She slept poorly and was so pale and tragic at breakfast next morning that Marilla was alarmed and insisted on making her take a cup of scorching ginger tea.

"Marilla, what if I fail!" "You'll hardly fail completely in one day and there's plenty more days coming," said Marilla.

"And how long is it before Marilla expects to be stone blind, Anne?" "The doctor thinks her eyes will not get any worse if she is very careful," faltered Anne.

Anne had tea ready when Marilla came home.

Dear me, it doesn't seem a day since poor Matthew brought Anne herself home and everybody laughed at the idea of Marilla bringing up a child.

"Didn't you find it awful hard to keep still when you was only 's old as me?" "No, I always kept still when I was told," said Marilla, trying to speak sternly.

"How can you be such a naughty boy and your poor mother just laid in her grave this very day?" demanded Marilla despairingly.

Marilla was speechless with horror.

This morning the first thing he said was, 'Where does the dark go, Anne? I want to know.' I told him it went around to the other side of the world but after breakfast he declared it didn't . . . that it went down the well. Marilla says she caught him hanging over the well-box four times today, trying to reach down to the dark.

Anne wept so long that Marilla grew alarmed, invaded the room, and insisted on knowing what the trouble was.

Marilla listened to the whole story.

"After all," Anne had said to Marilla once, "I believe the nicest and sweetest days are not those on which anything very splendid or wonderful or exciting happens but just those that bring simple little pleasures, following one another softly, like pearls slipping off a string."

“I declare, my recitation has made you cry, Marilla,” said Anne gaily, stooping over Marilla’s chair to drop a butterfly kiss on that lady’s cheek. “Now, I call that a positive triumph.”