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The first Story in the Series with Anne Shirley at age 11 to 16

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MORNING AT GREEN GABLES 43
"For pity's sake hold your tongue," said Manila. "You talk entirely too much for a little girl."
Thereupon Anne held her tongue so obediently and thoroughly that her continued silence made Ma-rilla rather nervous, as if in the presence of some­thing not exactly natural. Matthew also held his tongue,—but this at least was natural,—so that the meal was a very silent one.
As it progressed Anne became more and more ab­stracted, eating mechanically, with her big eyes fixed unswervingly and unseeingly on the sky outside the window. This made Marilla more nervous than ever; she had an uncomfortable feeling that while this odd child's body might be there at the table her spirit was far away in some remote airy cloudland, borne aloft on the wings of imagination. Who would want such a child about the place?
Yet Matthew wished to keep her, of all unac­countable things! Marilla felt that he wanted it just as much this morning as he had the night before, and that he would go on wanting it. That was Matthew's way—take a whim into his head and cling to it with the most amazing silent persistency —a persistency ten times more potent and effectual in its very silence than if he had talked it out.
When the meal was ended Anne came out of her reverie and offered to wash the dishes.
"Can you wash dishes right?" asked Marilla distrustfully.
"Pretty well. I'm better at looking after children, though. I've had so much experience at that. It's
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