Does n't she look lovely ? '' Marilla emitted a sound between a sniff and a grunt . `` She looks neat and proper . I like that way of fixing her hair . But I expect she 'll ruin that dress driving over there in the dust and dew with it , and it looks most too thin for these damp nights . Organdy 's the most unserviceable stuff in the world anyhow , and I told Matthew so when he got it . But there is no use in saying anything to Matthew nowadays . Time was when he would take my advice , but now he just buys things for Anne regardless , and the clerks at Carmody know they can palm anything off on him . Just let them tell him a thing is pretty and fashionable , and Matthew plunks his money down for it . Mind you keep your skirt clear of the wheel , Anne , and put your warm jacket on . '' Then Marilla stalked downstairs , thinking proudly how sweet Anne looked , with that `` One moonbeam from the forehead to the crown '' and regretting that she could not go to the concert herself to hear her girl recite . `` I wonder if it IS too damp for my dress , '' said Anne anxiously . `` Not a bit of it , '' said Diana , pulling up the window blind . `` It 's a perfect night , and there wo n't be any dew . Look at the moonlight . '' `` I 'm so glad my window looks east into the sunrising , '' said Anne , going over to Diana . `` It 's so splendid to see the morning coming up over those long hills and glowing through those sharp fir tops . It 's new every morning , and I feel as if I washed my very soul in that bath of earliest sunshine . Oh , Diana , I love this little room so dearly . I do n't know how I 'll get along without it when I go to town next month . ''
`` Do n't speak of your going away tonight , '' begged XXXXX .
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