But sometimes doubt creeps in , Mrs. Doctor , dear , and I wonder if maybe the Old Scratch has not more to do with it than anyone else . I can not feel resigned THEN . But maybe , '' added Susan , brightening up , `` I will have a chance to get married yet . I often and often think of the old verse my aunt used to repeat : There never was a goose so gray but sometime soon or late Some honest gander came her way and took her for his mate ! A woman can not ever be sure of not being married till she is buried , Mrs. Doctor , dear , and meanwhile I will make a batch of cherry pies . I notice the doctor favors 'em , and I DO like cooking for a man who appreciates his victuals . '' Miss Cornelia dropped in that afternoon , puffing a little . `` I do n't mind the world or the devil much , but the flesh DOES rather bother me , '' she admitted . `` You always look as cool as a cucumber , Anne , dearie . Do I smell cherry pie ? If I do , ask me to stay to tea . Have n't tasted a cherry pie this summer . My cherries have all been stolen by those scamps of Gilman boys from the Glen . '' `` Now , now , Cornelia , '' remonstrated Captain Jim , who had been reading a sea novel in a corner of the living room , `` you should n't say that about those two poor , motherless Gilman boys , unless you 've got certain proof . Jest because their father ai n't none too honest is n't any reason for calling them thieves . It 's more likely it 's been the robins took your cherries . They 're turrible thick this year . '' `` Robins ! '' said Miss Cornelia disdainfully . `` Humph !
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