Father says she looked him into love with her years ago in Avonlea school and I can well believe it--though I have heard a weird tale of her banging him over the head with a slate at the very beginning of their acquaintance.
Mother was a limb when she was a little girl, I understand, and even up to the time when Jem went away she was full of ginger.

But let me return to my mutton--that is to say, my new green velvet hat.
"'Do you think, Rilla,' mother said quietly--far too quietly--'that it was right to spend so much for a hat, especially when the need of the world is so great ?' "'I paid for it out of my own allowance, mother,' I exclaimed.
"'That is not the point.

Your allowance is based on the principle of a reasonable amount for each thing you need.

If you pay too much for one thing you must cut off somewhere else and that is not satisfactory.

But if you think you did right, Rilla, I have no more to say.