`` That 's a Christmas present for you , Anne , '' said Matthew shyly . `` Why -- why -- Anne , do n't you like it ? Well now -- well now . '' For Anne 's eyes had suddenly filled with tears . '' Like it ! Oh , Matthew ! '' Anne laid the dress over a chair and clasped her hands . `` Matthew , it 's perfectly exquisite . Oh , I can never thank you enough . Look at those sleeves ! Oh , it seems to me this must be a happy dream . '' `` Well , well , let us have breakfast , '' interrupted Marilla . `` I must say , Anne , I do n't think you needed the dress ; but since Matthew has got it for you , see that you take good care of it . There 's a hair ribbon Mrs. Lynde left for you . It 's brown , to match the dress . Come now , sit in . '' `` I do n't see how I 'm going to eat breakfast , '' said Anne rapturously . `` Breakfast seems so commonplace at such an exciting moment . I 'd rather feast my eyes on that dress . I 'm so glad that puffed sleeves are still fashionable .
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