Albert Crawford 's chimney blew down in that big gale we had last week , and when Sophia heard the bricks clattering on the roof she thought it was a Zeppelin raid and went into hysterics . And Mrs. Albert Crawford says that of the two things she would have preferred the Zeppelin raid . '' Rilla sat limply in her chair like one hypnotized . She knew Susan would stop talking when she was ready to stop and that no earthly power could make her stop any sooner . As a rule , she was very fond of Susan but just now she hated her with a deadly hatred . It was ten o'clock . Ken would soon have to go -- the others would soon be home -- and she had not even had a chance to explain to Ken that Fred Arnold filled no blank in her life nor ever could . Her rainbow castle lay in ruins round her . Kenneth got up at last . He realized that Susan was there to stay as long as he did , and it was a three mile walk to Martin West 's over-harbour . He wondered if Rilla had put Susan up to this , not wanting to be left alone with him , lest he say something Fred Arnold 's sweetheart did not want to hear . Rilla got up , too , and walked silently the length of the veranda with him . They stood there for a moment , Ken on the lower step . The step was half sunk into the earth and mint grew thickly about and over its edge . Often crushed by so many passing feet it gave out its essence freely , and the spicy odour hung round them like a soundless , invisible benediction . Ken looked up at Rilla , whose hair was shining in the moonlight and whose eyes were pools of allurement . All at once he felt sure there was nothing in that gossip about Fred Arnold . `` Rilla , '' he said in a sudden , intense whisper , `` you are the sweetest thing . '' Rilla flushed and looked at Susan . Ken looked , too , and saw that Susan 's back was turned .
He put his arm about XXXXX and kissed her .
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