Be as smart as you can." Anne could evidently be smart to some purpose for she was down-stairs in ten minutes' time, with her clothes neatly on, her hair brushed and braided, her face washed, and a comfortable consciousness pervading her soul that she had fulfilled all Marilla's requirements.

As a matter of fact, however, she had forgotten to turn back the bedclothes.
"I'm pretty hungry this morning," she announced as she slipped into the chair Marilla placed for her.

"The world doesn't seem such a howling wilderness as it did last night.

I'm so glad it's a sunshiny morning.
But I like rainy mornings real well, too.

All sorts of mornings are interesting, don't you think?
You don't know what's going to happen through the day, and there's so much scope for imagination.