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1IT was not until the next Friday that Marilla heard the story of the flower-wreathed hat. She came home from Mrs.
2Lynde's and called Anne to account. "Anne, Mrs. Rachel says you went to church last Sunday with your hat rigged out
3ridiculous with roses and buttercups. What on earth put you up to such a caper? A pretty-looking object you must have
4been!" "Oh. I know pink and yellow aren't becoming to me," began Anne. "Becoming fiddlesticks! It was putting flowers on
5your hat at all, no matter what color they were, that was ridiculous. You are the most aggravating child!" "I don't see
6why it's any more ridiculous to wear flowers on your hat than on your dress," protested Anne. "Lots of little girls
7there had bouquets pinned on their dresses. What's the difference?" Marilla was not to be drawn from the safe concrete
8into dubious paths of the abstract. "Don't answer me back like that, Anne. It was very silly of you to do such a thing.
9Never let me catch you at such a trick again. Mrs. Rachel says she thought she would sink through the floor when she saw
10you come in all rigged out like that. She couldn't get near enough to tell you to take them off till it was too late.
11She says people talked about it something dreadful. Of course they would think I had no better sense than to let you go
12decked out like that." "Oh, I'm so sorry," said Anne, tears welling into her eyes. "I never thought you'd mind. The
13roses and buttercups were so sweet and pretty I thought they'd look lovely on my hat. Lots of the little girls had
14artificial flowers on their hats. I'm afraid I'm going to be a dreadful trial to you. Maybe you'd better send me back to
15the asylum. That would be terrible; I don't think I could endure it; most likely I would go into consumption; I'm so
16thin as it is, you see. But that would be better than being a trial to you." "Nonsense," said Marilla, vexed at herself
17for having made the child cry. "I don't want to send you back to the asylum, I'm sure. All I want is that you should
18behave like other little girls and not make yourself ridiculous. Don't cry any more. I've got some news for you. Diana
19Barry came home this afternoon. I'm going up to see if I can borrow a skirt pattern from Mrs. Barry, and if you like you
20can come with me and get acquainted with Diana." Anne rose to her feet, with clasped hands, the tears still glistening
21on her cheeks; the dish towel she had been hemming slipped unheeded to the floor. "Oh, Marilla, I'm frightened--now that
22it has come I'm actually frightened. What if she shouldn't like me! It would be the most tragical disappointment of my
23life." "Now, don't get into a fluster. And I do wish you wouldn't use such long words. It sounds so funny in a little
24girl. I guess Diana 'll like you well enough. It's her mother you've got to reckon with. If she doesn't like you it
25won't matter how much Diana does. If she has heard about your outburst to Mrs. Lynde and going to church with buttercups
26round your hat I don't know what she'll think of you. You must be polite and well behaved, and don't make any of your
27startling speeches. For pity's sake, if the child isn't actually trembling!" Anne was trembling. Her face was pale and
28tense. "Oh, Marilla, you'd be excited, too, if you were going to meet a little girl you hoped to be your bosom friend
29and whose mother mightn't like you," she said as she hastened to get her hat. They went over to Orchard Slope by the
30short cut across the brook and up the firry hill grove. Mrs. Barry came to the kitchen door in answer to Marilla's
31knock. She was a tall black-eyed, black-haired woman, with a very resolute mouth. She had the reputation of being very
32strict with her children. "How do you do, Marilla?" she said cordially. "Come in. And this is the little girl you have
33adopted, I suppose?" "Yes, this is Anne Shirley," said Marilla. "Spelled with an E," gasped Anne, who, tremulous and
34excited as she was, was determined there should be no misunderstanding on that important point. Mrs. Barry, not hearing
35or not comprehending, merely shook hands and said kindly: "How are you?" "I am well in body although considerable
36rumpled up in spirit, thank you ma'am," said Anne gravely. Then aside to Marilla in an audible whisper, "There wasn't
37anything startling in that, was there, Marilla?" Diana was sitting on the sofa, reading a book which she dropped when
38the callers entered. She was a very pretty little girl, with her mother's black eyes and hair, and rosy cheeks, and the
39merry expression which was her inheritance from her father. "This is my little girl Diana," said Mrs. Barry. "Diana, you
40might take Anne out into the garden and show her your flowers. It will be better for you than straining your eyes over
41that book. She reads entirely too much--" this to Marilla as the little girls went out--"and I can't prevent her, for
42her father aids and abets her. She's always poring over a book. I'm glad she has the prospect of a playmate--perhaps it
43will take her more out-of-doors." Outside in the garden, which was full of mellow sunset light streaming through the
44dark old firs to the west of it, stood Anne and Diana, gazing bashfully at each other over a clump of gorgeous tiger
45lilies. The Barry garden was a bowery wilderness of flowers which would have delighted Anne's heart at any time less
46fraught with destiny. It was encircled by huge old willows and tall firs, beneath which flourished flowers that loved
47the shade. Prim, right-angled paths neatly bordered with clamshells, intersected it like moist red ribbons and in the
48beds between old-fashioned flowers ran riot. There were rosy bleeding-hearts and great splendid crimson peonies; white,
49fragrant narcissi and thorny, sweet Scotch roses; pink and blue and white columbines and lilac-tinted Bouncing Bets;
50clumps of southernwood and ribbon grass and mint; purple Adam-and-Eve, daffodils, and masses of sweet clover white with
51its delicate, fragrant, feathery sprays; scarlet lightning that shot its fiery lances over prim white musk-flowers; a
52garden it was where sunshine lingered and bees hummed, and winds, beguiled into loitering, purred and rustled. "Oh,
53Diana," said Anne at last, clasping her hands and speaking almost in a whisper, "oh, do you think you can like me a
54little--enough to be my bosom friend?" Diana laughed. Diana always laughed before she spoke. "Why, I guess so," she said
55frankly. "I'm awfully glad you've come to live at Green Gables. It will be jolly to have somebody to play with. There
56isn't any other girl who lives near enough to play with, and I've no sisters big enough." "Will you swear to be my
57friend forever and ever?" demanded Anne eagerly. Diana looked shocked. "Why it's dreadfully wicked to swear," she said
58rebukingly. "Oh no, not my kind of swearing. There are two kinds, you know." "I never heard of but one kind," said Diana
59doubtfully. "There really is another. Oh, it isn't wicked at all. It just means vowing and promising solemnly." "Well, I
60don't mind doing that," agreed Diana, relieved. "How do you do it?" "We must join hands--so," said Anne gravely. "It
61ought to be over running water. We'll just imagine this path is running water. I'll repeat the oath first. I solemnly
62swear to be faithful to my bosom friend, Diana Barry, as long as the sun and moon shall endure. Now you say it and put
63my name in." Diana repeated the "oath" with a laugh fore and aft. Then she said: "You're a queer girl, Anne. I heard
64before that you were queer. But I believe I'm going to like you real well." When Marilla and Anne went home Diana went
65with them as far as the log bridge. The two little girls walked with their arms about each other. At the brook they
66parted with many promises to spend the next afternoon together. "Well, did you find Diana a kindred spirit?" asked
67Marilla as they went up through the garden of Green Gables.
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