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1"I'm real glad you like it. Take as much as you want. I'm going to run out and stir the fire up. There are so many
2responsibilities on a person's mind when they're keeping house, isn't there?" When Anne came back from the kitchen Diana
3was drinking her second glassful of cordial; and, being entreated thereto by Anne, she offered no particular objection
4to the drinking of a third. The tumblerfuls were generous ones and the raspberry cordial was certainly very nice. "The
5nicest I ever drank," said Diana. "It's ever so much nicer than Mrs. Lynde's, although she brags of hers so much. It
6doesn't taste a bit like hers." "I should think Marilla's raspberry cordial would prob'ly be much nicer than Mrs.
7Lynde's," said Anne loyally. "Marilla is a famous cook. She is trying to teach me to cook but I assure you, Diana, it is
8uphill work. There's so little scope for imagination in cookery. You just have to go by rules. The last time I made a
9cake I forgot to put the flour in. I was thinking the loveliest story about you and me, Diana. I thought you were
10desperately ill with smallpox and everybody deserted you, but I went boldly to your bedside and nursed you back to life;
11and then I took the smallpox and died and I was buried under those poplar trees in the graveyard and you planted a
12rosebush by my grave and watered it with your tears; and you never, never forgot the friend of your youth who sacrificed
13her life for you. Oh, it was such a pathetic tale, Diana. The tears just rained down over my cheeks while I mixed the
14cake. But I forgot the flour and the cake was a dismal failure. Flour is so essential to cakes, you know. Marilla was
15very cross and I don't wonder. I'm a great trial to her. She was terribly mortified about the pudding sauce last week.
16We had a plum pudding for dinner on Tuesday and there was half the pudding and a pitcherful of sauce left over. Marilla
17said there was enough for another dinner and told me to set it on the pantry shelf and cover it. I meant to cover it
18just as much as could be, Diana, but when I carried it in I was imagining I was a nun--of course I'm a Protestant but I
19imagined I was a Catholic--taking the veil to bury a broken heart in cloistered seclusion; and I forgot all about
20covering the pudding sauce. I thought of it next morning and ran to the pantry. Diana, fancy if you can my extreme
21horror at finding a mouse drowned in that pudding sauce! I lifted the mouse out with a spoon and threw it out in the
22yard and then I washed the spoon in three waters. Marilla was out milking and I fully intended to ask her when she came
23in if I'd give the sauce to the pigs; but when she did come in I was imagining that I was a frost fairy going through
24the woods turning the trees red and yellow, whichever they wanted to be, so I never thought about the pudding sauce
25again and Marilla sent me out to pick apples. Well, Mr. and Mrs. Chester Ross from Spencervale came here that morning.
26You know they are very stylish people, especially Mrs. Chester Ross. When Marilla called me in dinner was all ready and
27everybody was at the table. I tried to be as polite and dignified as I could be, for I wanted Mrs. Chester Ross to think
28I was a ladylike little girl even if I wasn't pretty. Everything went right until I saw Marilla coming with the plum
29pudding in one hand and the pitcher of pudding sauce warmed up, in the other. Diana, that was a terrible moment. I
30remembered everything and I just stood up in my place and shrieked out 'Marilla, you mustn't use that pudding sauce.
31There was a mouse drowned in it. I forgot to tell you before.' Oh, Diana, I shall never forget that awful moment if I
32live to be a hundred. Mrs. Chester Ross just looked at me and I thought I would sink through the floor with
33mortification. She is such a perfect housekeeper and fancy what she must have thought of us. Marilla turned red as fire
34but she never said a word--then. She just carried that sauce and pudding out and brought in some strawberry preserves.
35She even offered me some, but I couldn't swallow a mouthful. It was like heaping coals of fire on my head. After Mrs.
36Chester Ross went away, Marilla gave me a dreadful scolding. Why, Diana, what is the matter?" Diana had stood up very
37unsteadily; then she sat down again, putting her hands to her head. "I'm--I'm awful sick," she said, a little thickly.
38"I--I--must go right home." "Oh, you mustn't dream of going home without your tea," cried Anne in distress. "I'll get it
39right off--I'll go and put the tea down this very minute." "I must go home," repeated Diana, stupidly but determinedly.
40"Let me get you a lunch anyhow," implored Anne. "Let me give you a bit of fruit cake and some of the cherry preserves.
41Lie down on the sofa for a little while and you'll be better. Where do you feel bad?" "I must go home," said Diana, and
42that was all she would say. In vain Anne pleaded. "I never heard of company going home without tea," she mourned. "Oh,
43Diana, do you suppose that it's possible you're really taking the smallpox? If you are I'll go and nurse you, you can
44depend on that. I'll never forsake you. But I do wish you'd stay till after tea. Where do you feel bad?" "I'm awful
45dizzy," said Diana. And indeed, she walked very dizzily. Anne, with tears of disappointment in her eyes, got Diana's hat
46and went with her as far as the Barry yard fence. Then she wept all the way back to Green Gables, where she sorrowfully
47put the remainder of the raspberry cordial back into the pantry and got tea ready for Matthew and Jerry, with all the
48zest gone out of the performance. The next day was Sunday and as the rain poured down in torrents from dawn till dusk
49Anne did not stir abroad from Green Gables. Monday afternoon Marilla sent her down to Mrs. Lynde's on an errand. In a
50very short space of time Anne came flying back up the lane with tears rolling down her cheeks. Into the kitchen she
51dashed and flung herself face downward on the sofa in an agony. "Whatever has gone wrong now, Anne?" queried Marilla in
52doubt and dismay. "I do hope you haven't gone and been saucy to Mrs. Lynde again." No answer from Anne save more tears
53and stormier sobs! "Anne Shirley, when I ask you a question I want to be answered. Sit right up this very minute and
54tell me what you are crying about." Anne sat up, tragedy personified. "Mrs. Lynde was up to see Mrs. Barry today and
55Mrs. Barry was in an awful state," she wailed. "She says that I set Diana drunk Saturday and sent her home in a
56disgraceful condition. And she says I must be a thoroughly bad, wicked little girl and she's never, never going to let
57Diana play with me again. Oh, Marilla, I'm just overcome with woe." Marilla stared in blank amazement. "Set Diana
58drunk!" she said when she found her voice. "Anne are you or Mrs. Barry crazy? What on earth did you give her?" "Not a
59thing but raspberry cordial," sobbed Anne. "I never thought raspberry cordial would set people drunk, Marilla--not even
60if they drank three big tumblerfuls as Diana did. Oh, it sounds so--so--like Mrs. Thomas's husband! But I didn't mean to
61set her drunk." "Drunk fiddlesticks!" said Marilla, marching to the sitting-room pantry. There on the shelf was a bottle
62which she at once recognized as one containing some of her three-year-old homemade currant wine for which she was
63celebrated in Avonlea, although certain of the stricter sort, Mrs. Barry among them, disapproved strongly of it. And at
64the same time Marilla recollected that she had put the bottle of raspberry cordial down in the cellar instead of in the
65pantry as she had told Anne. She went back to the kitchen with the wine bottle in her hand. Her face was twitching in
66spite of herself. "Anne, you certainly have a genius for getting into trouble. You went and gave Diana currant wine
67instead of raspberry cordial. Didn't you know the difference yourself?"
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