I Don't Really Care What

[she] Had A Great Reputation For Unselfishness Because She Was Always Giving Up A Lot Of Things She Didn't Want.

Anne "felt Instinctively" That Romance Was Peeping At Her Around A Corner.

Marilla Felt More Embarrassed Than Ever. She Had Intended To Teach Anne The Childish Classic, "now I Lay Me Down To Sleep." But She Had, As I Have Told You, The Glimmerings Of A Sense Of Humor--which Is Simply Another Name For A Sense Of The Fitness Of Things; And It Suddenly Occurred To Her That Simple Little Prayer, Sacred To The White-robed Childhood Lisping At Motherly Knees, Was Entirely Unsuited To This Freckled Witch Of A Girl Who Knew And Cared Nothing About God's Love, Since She Had Never Had It Translated To Her Through The Medium Of Human Love.

Gossip Lies Nine Times And Tells A Half Truth The Tenth.

Gossip, As Usual, Was One-third Right And Two-thirds Wrong.