The beautiful berries , which Susan had so tenderly selected for the minister , rolled in a rosy torrent over the dusty road and were trodden on by the flying feet of pursuer and pursued . The basket and contents were no longer in Mary 's mind . She thought only of the delight of giving Rilla Blythe the scare of her life . She would teach HER to come giving herself airs because of her fine clothes . Rilla flew down the hill and along the street . Terror lent wings to her feet , and she just managed to keep ahead of Mary , who was somewhat hampered by her own laughter , but who had breath enough to give occasional blood-curdling whoops as she ran , flourishing her codfish in the air . Through the Glen street they swept , while everybody ran to the windows and gates to see them . Mary felt she was making a tremendous sensation and enjoyed it . Rilla , blind with terror and spent of breath , felt that she could run no longer . In another instant that terrible girl would be on her with the codfish . At this point the poor mite stumbled and fell into the mud-puddle at the end of the street just as Miss Cornelia came out of Carter Flagg 's store . Miss Cornelia took the whole situation in at a glance . So did Mary . The latter stopped short in her mad career and before Miss Cornelia could speak she had whirled around and was running up as fast as she had run down . Miss Cornelia 's lips tightened ominously , but she knew it was no use to think of chasing her . So she picked up poor , sobbing , dishevelled Rilla instead and took her home . Rilla was heart-broken . Her dress and slippers and hat were ruined and her six year old pride had received terrible bruises . Susan , white with indignation , heard Miss Cornelia 's story of Mary Vance 's exploit . `` Oh , the hussy -- oh , the littly hussy ! ''
she said , XXXXX she carried Rilla away for purification and comfort .
So along around as for in into over that with