`` Let 's introduce ourselves , '' she said , with the smile that had never yet failed to win confidence and friendliness . `` I am Mrs. Blythe -- and I live in that little white house up the harbor shore . '' `` Yes , I know , '' said the girl . `` I am Leslie Moore -- Mrs. Dick Moore , '' she added stiffly . Anne was silent for a moment from sheer amazement . It had not occurred to her that this girl was married -- there seemed nothing of the wife about her . And that she should be the neighbor whom Anne had pictured as a commonplace Four Winds housewife ! Anne could not quickly adjust her mental focus to this astonishing change . `` Then -- then you live in that gray house up the brook , '' she stammered . `` Yes . I should have gone over to call on you long ago , '' said the other . She did not offer any explanation or excuse for not having gone . `` I wish you WOULD come , '' said Anne , recovering herself somewhat . `` We 're such near neighbors we ought to be friends . That is the sole fault of Four Winds -- there are n't quite enough neighbors . Otherwise it is perfection . '' `` You like it ? '' `` LIKE it ! I love it . It is the most beautiful place I ever saw . ''
`` I 've never seen many places , '' said Leslie XXXXX , slowly , `` but I 've always thought it was very lovely here .
Anne Blythe Moore Winds explanation focus girl housewife neighbors smile