"Come in.

And this is the little girl you have adopted, I suppose ?" "Yes, this is Anne Shirley," said Marilla.
"Spelled with an E," gasped Anne, who, tremulous and excited as she was, was determined there should be no misunderstanding on that important point.
Mrs.Barry, not hearing or not comprehending, merely shook hands and said kindly: "How are you ?" "I am well in body although considerable rumpled up in spirit, thank you ma'am," said Anne gravely.

Then aside to Marilla in an audible whisper, "There wasn't anything startling in that, was there, Marilla ?" Diana was sitting on the sofa, reading a book which she dropped when the callers entered.

She was a very pretty little girl, with her mother's black eyes and hair, and rosy cheeks, and the merry expression which was her inheritance from her father.
"This is my little girl Diana," said Mrs.Barry.

"Diana, you might take Anne out into the garden and show her your flowers.