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 ing in a girl. I wonder what became of the boy we would have got if there hadn’t been a mistake. I wonder what his fate was.”

“Well, it was a fortunate mistake,” said Mrs. Rachel Lynde, “though, mind you, there was a time I didn’t think so—that evening I came up to see Anne and she treated us to such a scene. Many things have changed since then, that’s what.”

Mrs. Rachel sighed, and then brisked up again. When weddings were in order Mrs. Rachel was ready to let the dead past bury its dead.

“I’m going to give Anne two of my cotton warp spreads,” she resumed. “A tobacco-stripe one and an apple-leaf one. She tells me they’re getting to be real fashionable again. Well, fashion or no fashion, I don’t believe there’s anything prettier for a spare-room bed than a nice apple-leaf spread, that’s what. I must see about getting them bleached. I’ve had them sewed up in cotton bags ever since Thomas died, and no doubt they’re an awful color. But there’s a month yet, and dew-bleaching will work wonders.”

Only a month! Marilla sighed and then said proudly:

“I’m giving Anne that half dozen braided rugs I have in the garret. I never supposed she’d want them—they’re so old-fashioned, and nobody seems to want anything but hooked mats now. But she asked me for them—said she’d rather have them than