`` It does n't seem right . I 'm sure my theory of kindness ca n't be wrong . '' `` No , but the Pyes are an exception to every known rule , that 's what , '' declared Mrs. Rachel with conviction . Mr. Harrison said , `` Thought you 'd come to it , '' when he heard it , and Jane rubbed it in rather unmercifully . XIII A Golden Picnic Anne , on her way to Orchard Slope , met Diana , bound for Green Gables , just where the mossy old log bridge spanned the brook below the Haunted Wood , and they sat down by the margin of the Dryad 's Bubble , where tiny ferns were unrolling like curly-headed green pixy folk wakening up from a nap . `` I was just on my way over to invite you to help me celebrate my birthday on Saturday , '' said Anne . `` Your birthday ? But your birthday was in March ! '' `` That was n't my fault , '' laughed Anne . `` If my parents had consulted me it would never have happened then . I should have chosen to be born in spring , of course . It must be delightful to come into the world with the mayflowers and violets . You would always feel that you were their foster sister . But since I did n't , the next best thing is to celebrate my birthday in the spring . Priscilla is coming over Saturday and Jane will be home . We 'll all four start off to the woods and spend a golden day making the acquaintance of the spring . We none of us really know her yet , but we 'll meet her back there as we never can anywhere else . I want to explore all those fields and lonely places anyhow . I have a conviction that there are scores of beautiful nooks there that have never really been SEEN although they may have been LOOKED at . We 'll make friends with wind and sky and sun , and bring home the spring in our hearts . ''
`` It SOUNDS awfully nice , '' said XXXXX , with some inward distrust of Anne 's magic of words .
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