But I do . I love every inch of the ground and every stick and stone on it . '' `` I am rather fond of the place myself , '' said Susan , who would have died if she had been removed from it , `` but we must not set our affections too much on earthly things , Mrs. Dr. dear . There are such things as fires and earthquakes . We should always be prepared . The Tom MacAllisters over-harbour were burned out three nights ago . Some say Tom MacAllister set the house on fire himself to get the insurance . That may or may not be . But I advise the doctor to have our chimneys seen to at once . An ounce of prevention is worth a pound of cure . But I see Mrs. Marshall Elliott coming in at the gate , looking as if she had been sent for and could n't go . '' `` Anne dearie , have you seen the Journal to-day ? '' Miss Cornelia 's voice was trembling , partly from emotion , partly from the fact that she had hurried up from the store too fast and lost her breath . Anne bent over the daffodils to hide a smile . She and Gilbert had laughed heartily and heartlessly over the front page of the Journal that day , but she knew that to dear Miss Cornelia it was almost a tragedy , and she must not wound her feelings by any display of levity . `` Is n't it dreadful ? What IS to be done ? '' asked Miss Cornelia despairingly . Miss Cornelia had vowed that she was done with worrying over the pranks of the manse children , but she went on worrying just the same . Anne led the way to the veranda , where Susan was knitting , with Shirley and Rilla conning their primers on either side .
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