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Anne of Green Gables Part 2 Free Audiobooks Kids Library Public Domain Children's and Teens (ST)

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Part 2 is the second half of the book from ch 20this is a librivox recording all librivox recordings are in the public domain for more information or to volunteer please visit librivox.organne of green gables by l m montgomery chapter 20 a good imagination gone wrong spring had come once more to green gables the beautiful capricious reluctant canadian spring lingering along through april and may in a succession of sweet fresh chilly days with pink sunsets and miracles of resurrection and growth the maples in lover's lane were red budded and little curly ferns pushed up around the dryads bubble away in the barrens behind mr silas sloane's place the mayflowers blossomed out pink and white stars of sweetness under their brown leaves all the schoolgirls and boys had one golden afternoon gathering them coming home in the clear echoing twilight with arms and baskets full of flowery spoil i'm so sorry for people who live in lands where there are no mayflowers said anne diana says perhaps they have something better but there couldn't be anything better than mayflowers could there marilla and diana says that if they don't know what they are then they don't miss them but i think that is the saddest thing of all i think it would be tragic marilla not to know what mayflowers are like and not to miss them do you know what i think mayflowers are marilla i think they must be the souls of the flowers that died last summer and this is their heaven but we had a splendid time today marilla we had our lunch turn in a big mossy hollow by an old well such a romantic spot charlie sloane dared artie gillis to jump over it and artie did because he wouldn't take a dare nobody would in school it is very fashionable to dare mr phillips gave all the mayflowers he found to prissy andrews and i heard him say sweets to the sweet he got that out of a book i know but it shows he has some imagination i was offered some mayflowers too but i rejected them with scorn i can't tell you the person's name because i have vowed never to let it cross my lips we made wreaths out of the mayflowers and put them on our hats and when the time came to go home we marched in procession down the road two by two with our bouquets and wreaths singing my home on the hill oh it was so thrilling marilla all mr silas sloane's folks rushed out to see us and everybody we met on the road stopped and stared after us we made a real sensation not much wonder such silly doings was marilla's response after the mayflowers came the violets and violet veil wasn't purpled with them and walked through it on her way to school with reverent steps and worshiping eyes as if she trot on holy ground somehow she told diana when i'm going through here i don't really care whether gil whether anybody gets ahead of me in class or not but when i'm up in school it's all different and i care as much as ever there's such a lot of different ants in me i sometimes think that's why i'm such a troublesome person if i was just the one and it would be ever so much more comfortable but then it wouldn't be half so interesting one june evening when the orchards were pink blossomed again when the frogs were singing silverly sweet in the marshes about the head of the lake of shining waters and the air was full of the savor of cloverfields and balsamic fur woods anne was sitting by her gable window she had been studying her lessons but it had grown too dark to see the book so she had fallen into wide-eyed reverie looking out past the bows of the snow queen once more be starred with its tops of blossom in all essential respects the little gable chamber was unchanged the walls were as white the pin cushion is hard the chairs as stiffly and yellowly upright as ever yet the whole character of the room was altered it was full of a new vital pulsing personality that seemed to pervade it and to be quite independent of schoolgirl books and dresses and ribbons and even of the cracked blue jug full of apple blossoms on the table it was as if all the dreams sleeping and waking of its vivid occupant had taken a visible lavo un-material form and had tapestried the bear room with splendid filmy tissues of rainbow and moonshine presently marilla came briskly in with some of anne's freshly ironed school aprons she hung them over a chair and sat down with a short sigh she had had one of her headaches that afternoon and although the pain had gone she felt weak and tuckered out as she expressed it and looked at her with eyes limped with sympathy i do truly wish i could have had the headache in your place marilla i would have endured it joyfully for your sake i guess you did your part in attending to the work and letting me rest said marilla you seem to have got on fairly well and made fewer mistakes than usual of course it wasn't exactly necessary to starch matthew's handkerchiefs and most people when they put a pie in the oven to warm up for dinner take it out and eat it when it gets hot instead of leaving it to be burned to a crisp but that doesn't seem to be your way evidently headaches always left marilla somewhat sarcastic i'm so sorry said anne penitently i never thought about that pie from the moment i put it in the oven till now although i felt instinctively that there was something missing on the dinner table i was firmly resolved when you left me in charge this morning not to imagine anything but to keep my thoughts on facts i did pretty well until i put the pie in and then an irresistible temptation came to me to imagine i was an enchanted princess shut up in a lonely tower with a handsome knight riding to my rescue on a cold black steed so that is how i came to forget the pie i didn't know i starched the handkerchiefs all the time i was ironing i was trying to think of a name for a new island diana and i have discovered up the brook it's the most ravishing spot marilla there are two maple trees on it and the brook flows right around it at last it struck me that it would be splendid to call it victoria island because we found it on the queen's birthday both diana and i are very loyal but i'm sorry about that pie and the handkerchiefs i want it to be extra good today because it's an anniversary do you remember what happened this day last year marilla no i can't think of anything special oh marilla it was the day i came to green gables i shall never forget it it was the turning point in my life of course it wouldn't seem so important to you i've been here for a year and i've been so happy of course i've had my troubles but one can live down troubles are you sorry you kept me marilla no i can't say i'm sorry said marilla who sometimes wondered how she could have lived before ann came to green gables no not exactly sorry if you've finished your lessons and i want you to run over and ask mrs barry if she'll lend me diana's apron pattern oh it's it's too dark cried anne too dark why it's only twilight and goodness knows you've gone over often enough after dark i'll go over early in the morning said anne eagerly i'll get up at sunrise and go over marilla what has got into your head now and shirley i want that pattern to cut out your new apron this evening go at once and be smart too i'll have to go around by the road then said anne taking up her hat reluctantly go by the road and waste half an hour i'd like to catch you i can't go through the haunted wood marilla cried anne desperately marilla stared the haunted wood are you crazy what under the canopy is the haunted wood the spruce wood over the brook said anne in a whisper fiddlesticks there is no such thing as a haunted wood anywhere who has been telling you such stuff nobody confessed anne diana and i just imagined the wood was haunted all the places around here are so so commonplace we just got this up for our own amusement we began it in april a haunted wood is so very romantic marilla we chose this bruce grove because it's so gloomy oh we have imagined the most harrowing things there's a white lady walks along the brook just about this time of the night and rings her hands and utters wailing cries she appears when there is to be a death in the family and the ghost of a little murdered child haunts the corner up by idlewild it creeps up behind you and lays its cold fingers on your hand so oh marilla it gives me a shudder to think of it and there's a headless man stalks up and down the path and skeletons glow at you between the boughs oh marilla i wouldn't go through the haunted wood after dark now for anything i'd be sure that white things would reach out from behind the trees and grab me did ever anyone hear the like ejaculated marilla who had listened in dumb amazement and surely do you mean to tell me you believe all that wicked nonsense of your own imagination not believe exactly faltered in at least i don't believe it in daylight but after dark marilla it's different that is when ghosts walk there are no such thing as ghosts anne oh but there are marilla cried anne eagerly i know people who have seen them and they are respectable people charlie sloane says that his grandmother saw his grandfather driving home the cows one night after he'd been buried for a year you know charlie sloane's grandmother wouldn't tell a story for anything she's a very religious woman and mrs thomas's father was pursued home one night by a lamb of fire with its head cut off hanging by a strip of skin he said he knew it was the spirit of his brother and that it was a warning he would die within nine days he didn't but he died two years after so you see it was really true and ruby gillis says and surely interrupted marilla firmly i never want to hear you talking in this fashion again i've had my doubts about that imagination of yours right along and if this is going to be the outcome of it i won't countenance any such doings you'll go right over to berries and you'll go through that spruce grove just for a lesson and a warning to you and never let me hear a word out of your head 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