He was sprucely shaved and what little hair he had was carefully trimmed . `` Sit down , Anne , sit down , '' said Mr. Harrison in a tone but two degrees removed from that which Avonlea people used at funerals . `` Emily 's gone over to Carmody with Rachel Lynde ... she 's struck up a lifelong friendship already with Rachel Lynde . Beats all how contrary women are . Well , Anne , my easy times are over ... all over . It 's neatness and tidiness for me for the rest of my natural life , I suppose . '' Mr. Harrison did his best to speak dolefully , but an irrepressible twinkle in his eye betrayed him . `` Mr. Harrison , you are glad your wife is come back , '' cried Anne , shaking her finger at him . `` You need n't pretend you 're not , because I can see it plainly . '' Mr. Harrison relaxed into a sheepish smile . `` Well ... well ... I 'm getting used to it , '' he conceded . `` I ca n't say I was sorry to see Emily . A man really needs some protection in a community like this , where he ca n't play a game of checkers with a neighbor without being accused of wanting to marry that neighbor 's sister and having it put in the paper . '' `` Nobody would have supposed you went to see Isabella Andrews if you had n't pretended to be unmarried , '' said Anne severely . `` I did n't pretend I was . If anybody 'd have asked me if I was married I 'd have said I was . But they just took it for granted . I was n't anxious to talk about the matter ... I was feeling too sore over it . It would have been nuts for Mrs. Rachel Lynde if she had known my wife had left me , would n't it now ? '' `` But some people say that you left her . ''
`` She started it , XXXXX , she started it .
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