`` Authors are kittle cattle . You never know when or how they will break out . Anne may make copy of us . '' `` I meant that the ability to write for the Press was a great responsibility , '' said Aunt Jamesina severely , `` and I hope Anne realizes , it . My daughter used to write stories before she went to the foreign field , but now she has turned her attention to higher things . She used to say her motto was ` Never write a line you would be ashamed to read at your own funeral . ' You 'd better take that for yours , Anne , if you are going to embark in literature . Though , to be sure , '' added Aunt Jamesina perplexedly , `` Elizabeth always used to laugh when she said it . She always laughed so much that I do n't know how she ever came to decide on being a missionary . I 'm thankful she did -- I prayed that she might -- but -- I wish she had n't . '' Then Aunt Jamesina wondered why those giddy girls all laughed . Anne 's eyes shone all that day ; literary ambitions sprouted and budded in her brain ; their exhilaration accompanied her to Jennie Cooper 's walking party , and not even the sight of Gilbert and Christine , walking just ahead of her and Roy , could quite subdue the sparkle of her starry hopes . Nevertheless , she was not so rapt from things of earth as to be unable to notice that Christine 's walk was decidedly ungraceful . `` But I suppose Gilbert looks only at her face . So like a man , '' thought Anne scornfully . `` Shall you be home Saturday afternoon ? '' asked Roy . `` Yes . '' `` My mother and sisters are coming to call on you , '' said Roy quietly . Something went over Anne which might be described as a thrill , but it was hardly a pleasant one .
She had never met any XXXXX Roy 's family ; she realized the significance of his statement ; and it had , somehow , an irrevocableness about it that chilled her .
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