Perhaps it was because she was so absorbed in `` drinking it in '' that Anne took the left turning when they came to a fork in the road . She should have taken the right , but ever afterward she counted it the most fortunate mistake of her life . They came out finally to a lonely , grassy road , with nothing in sight along it but ranks of spruce saplings . `` Why , where are we ? '' exclaimed Diana in bewilderment . `` This is n't the West Grafton road . '' `` No , it 's the base line road in Middle Grafton , '' said Anne , rather shamefacedly . `` I must have taken the wrong turning at the fork . I do n't know where we are exactly , but we must be all of three miles from Kimballs ' still . '' `` Then we ca n't get there by five , for it 's half past four now , '' said Diana , with a despairing look at her watch . `` We 'll arrive after they have had their tea , and they 'll have all the bother of getting ours over again . '' `` We 'd better turn back and go home , '' suggested Anne humbly . But Diana , after consideration , vetoed this . `` No , we may as well go and spend the evening , since we have come this far . '' A few yards further on the girls came to a place where the road forked again . `` Which of these do we take ? '' asked Diana dubiously . Anne shook her head . `` I do n't know and we ca n't afford to make any more mistakes . Here is a gate and a lane leading right into the wood .
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