“I bought some dye from a pedlar …”
“I feel pretty nearly perfectly happy!”
“I put it back, I did Marilla!”
“I shall never forgive Gilbert Blythe!”
I need a new coat, Virginia thought.
“Aaah, sister! Help!” Eddie cried as he grabbed Virginia’s arm.
“They sure are pushy,” grumbled Flo.
“It’s perfect. Isn’t it beautiful? And it fits!”
It was so hard to follow Evelyn and her friends on the walk to school.
“Pee-youie!” Marty exclaimed. “Evelyn your coat stinks!”
Feet stomped and thumped outside. The door burst open.
“Thank you, Mama.”
A new tenant arrived …
“I’m afraid I’m too late …”
He stood perfectly still.
The boat rocked back and forth.
Mrs. Peachtree looked back. “Fool cat.”
Gusts of wind rattled the windows that night—lightning flashed across the sky.
On and on she rode, past horses and carts, wagons and carriages, trolleys and cabriolets.
“The last thing I saw was his red flannel shirt …”
As she rode toward the village of Carmel, she saw a strange orange glow in the eastern sky.
… the land was ful of mysterious shapes.
“The British are burning Danbury!” she shouted.
She arrived at the Walker Clothing Factory.