Diana Barry came home this afternoon.

I'm going up to see if I can borrow a skirt pattern from Mrs.Barry, and if you like you can come with me and get acquainted with Diana." Anne rose to her feet, with clasped hands, the tears still glistening on her cheeks; the dish towel she had been hemming slipped unheeded to the floor.
"Oh, Marilla, I'm frightened--now that it has come I'm actually frightened.

What if she shouldn't like me! It would be the most tragical disappointment of my life." "Now, don't get into a fluster.

And I do wish you wouldn't use such long words.

It sounds so funny in a little girl.