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1Then Diana's cousins, the Murrays from Newbridge, came; they all crowded into the big pung sleigh, among straw and furry
2robes. Anne reveled in the drive to the hall, slipping along over the satin-smooth roads with the snow crisping under
3the runners. There was a magnificent sunset, and the snowy hills and deep-blue water of the St. Lawrence Gulf seemed to
4rim in the splendor like a huge bowl of pearl and sapphire brimmed with wine and fire. Tinkles of sleigh bells and
5distant laughter, that seemed like the mirth of wood elves, came from every quarter. "Oh, Diana," breathed Anne,
6squeezing Diana's mittened hand under the fur robe, "isn't it all like a beautiful dream? Do I really look the same as
7usual? I feel so different that it seems to me it must show in my looks." "You look awfully nice," said Diana, who
8having just received a compliment from one of her cousins, felt that she ought to pass it on. "You've got the loveliest
9color." The program that night was a series of "thrills" for at least one listener in the audience, and, as Anne assured
10Diana, every succeeding thrill was thrillier than the last. When Prissy Andrews, attired in a new pink-silk waist with a
11string of pearls about her smooth white throat and real carnations in her hair--rumor whispered that the master had sent
12all the way to town for them for her--"climbed the slimy ladder, dark without one ray of light," Anne shivered in
13luxurious sympathy; when the choir sang "Far Above the Gentle Daisies" Anne gazed at the ceiling as if it were frescoed
14with angels; when Sam Sloane proceeded to explain and illustrate "How Sockery Set a Hen" Anne laughed until people
15sitting near her laughed too, more out of sympathy with her than with amusement at a selection that was rather
16threadbare even in Avonlea; and when Mr. Phillips gave Mark Antony's oration over the dead body of Cæsar in the most
17heart-stirring tones--looking at Prissy Andrews at the end of every sentence--Anne felt that she could rise and mutiny
18on the spot if but one Roman citizen led the way. Only one number on the program failed to interest her. When Gilbert
19Blythe recited "Bingen on the Rhine" Anne picked up Rhoda Murray's library book and read it until he had finished, when
20she sat rigidly stiff and motionless while Diana clapped her hands until they tingled. It was eleven when they got home,
21sated with dissipation, but with the exceeding sweet pleasure of talking it all over still to come. Everybody seemed
22asleep and the house was dark and silent. Anne and Diana tiptoed into the parlor, a long narrow room out of which the
23spare room opened. It was pleasantly warm and dimly lighted by the embers of a fire in the grate. "Let's undress here,"
24said Diana. "It's so nice and warm." "Hasn't it been a delightful time?" sighed Anne rapturously. "It must be splendid
25to get up and recite there. Do you suppose we will ever be asked to do it, Diana?" "Yes, of course, someday. They're
26always wanting the big scholars to recite. Gilbert Blythe does often and he's only two years older than us. Oh, Anne,
27how could you pretend not to listen to him? When he came to the line, 'There's Another, not a sister,' he looked right
28down at you." "Diana," said Anne with dignity, "you are my bosom friend, but I cannot allow even you to speak to me of
29that person. Are you ready for bed? Let's run a race and see who'll get to the bed first." The suggestion appealed to
30Diana. The two little white-clad figures flew down the long room, through the spare-room door, and bounded on the bed at
31the same moment. And then--something--moved beneath them, there was a gasp and a cry--and somebody said in muffled
32accents: "Merciful goodness!" Anne and Diana were never able to tell just how they got off that bed and out of the room.
33They only knew that after one frantic rush they found themselves tiptoeing shiveringly upstairs. "Oh, who was it--what
34was it?" whispered Anne, her teeth chattering with cold and fright. "It was Aunt Josephine," said Diana, gasping with
35laughter. "Oh, Anne, it was Aunt Josephine, however she came to be there. Oh, and I know she will be furious. It's
36dreadful--it's really dreadful--but did you ever know anything so funny, Anne?" "Who is your Aunt Josephine?" "She's
37father's aunt and she lives in Charlottetown. She's awfully old--seventy anyhow--and I don't believe she was ever a
38little girl. We were expecting her out for a visit, but not so soon. She's awfully prim and proper and she'll scold
39dreadfully about this, I know. Well, we'll have to sleep with Minnie May--and you can't think how she kicks." Miss
40Josephine Barry did not appear at the early breakfast the next morning. Mrs. Barry smiled kindly at the two little
41girls. "Did you have a good time last night? I tried to stay awake until you came home, for I wanted to tell you Aunt
42Josephine had come and that you would have to go upstairs after all, but I was so tired I fell asleep. I hope you didn't
43disturb your aunt, Diana." Diana preserved a discreet silence, but she and Anne exchanged furtive smiles of guilty
44amusement across the table. Anne hurried home after breakfast and so remained in blissful ignorance of the disturbance
45which presently resulted in the Barry household until the late afternoon, when she went down to Mrs. Lynde's on an
46errand for Marilla. "So you and Diana nearly frightened poor old Miss Barry to death last night?" said Mrs. Lynde
47severely, but with a twinkle in her eye. "Mrs. Barry was here a few minutes ago on her way to Carmody. She's feeling
48real worried over it. Old Miss Barry was in a terrible temper when she got up this morning--and Josephine Barry's temper
49is no joke, I can tell you that. She wouldn't speak to Diana at all." "It wasn't Diana's fault," said Anne contritely.
50"It was mine. I suggested racing to see who would get into bed first." "I knew it!" said Mrs. Lynde, with the exultation
51of a correct guesser. "I knew that idea came out of your head. Well, it's made a nice lot of trouble, that's what. Old
52Miss Barry came out to stay for a month, but she declares she won't stay another day and is going right back to town
53tomorrow, Sunday and all as it is. She'd have gone today if they could have taken her. She had promised to pay for a
54quarter's music lessons for Diana, but now she is determined to do nothing at all for such a tomboy. Oh, I guess they
55had a lively time of it there this morning. The Barrys must feel cut up. Old Miss Barry is rich and they'd like to keep
56on the good side of her. Of course, Mrs. Barry didn't say just that to me, but I'm a pretty good judge of human nature,
57that's what." "I'm such an unlucky girl," mourned Anne. "I'm always getting into scrapes myself and getting my best
58friends--people I'd shed my heart's blood for--into them too. Can you tell me why it is so, Mrs. Lynde?" "It's because
59you're too heedless and impulsive, child, that's what. You never stop to think--whatever comes into your head to say or
60do you say or do it without a moment's reflection." "Oh, but that's the best of it," protested Anne. "Something just
61flashes into your mind, so exciting, and you must out with it. If you stop to think it over you spoil it all. Haven't
62you never felt that yourself, Mrs. Lynde?" No, Mrs. Lynde had not. She shook her head sagely. "You must learn to think a
63little, Anne, that's what. The proverb you need to go by is 'Look before you leap'--especially into spare-room beds."
64Mrs. Lynde laughed comfortably over her mild joke, but Anne remained pensive. She saw nothing to laugh at in the
65situation, which to her eyes appeared very serious. When she left Mrs. Lynde's she took her way across the crusted
66fields to Orchard Slope. Diana met her at the kitchen door. "Your Aunt Josephine was very cross about it, wasn't she?"
67whispered Anne. "Yes," answered Diana, stifling a giggle with an apprehensive glance over her shoulder at the closed
68sitting-room door. "She was fairly dancing with rage, Anne. Oh, how she scolded. She said I was the worst-behaved girl
69she ever saw and that my parents ought to be ashamed of the way they had brought me up. She says she won't stay and I'm
70sure I don't care. But Father and Mother do." "Why didn't you tell them it was my fault?" demanded Anne.
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