Privately , Diana thought she was . It was fully ten minutes before they headed her off and drove her through the corner gap into the Cuthbert lane . There is no denying that Anne was in anything but an angelic temper at that precise moment . Nor did it soothe her in the least to behold a buggy halted just outside the lane , wherein sat Mr. Shearer of Carmody and his son , both of whom wore a broad smile . `` I guess you 'd better have sold me that cow when I wanted to buy her last week , Anne , '' chuckled Mr. Shearer . `` I 'll sell her to you now , if you want her , '' said her flushed and disheveled owner . `` You may have her this very minute . '' `` Done . I 'll give you twenty for her as I offered before , and Jim here can drive her right over to Carmody . She 'll go to town with the rest of the shipment this evening . Mr. Reed of Brighton wants a Jersey cow . '' Five minutes later Jim Shearer and the Jersey cow were marching up the road , and impulsive Anne was driving along the Green Gables lane with her twenty dollars . `` What will Marilla say ? '' asked Diana . `` Oh , she wo n't care . Dolly was my own cow and it is n't likely she 'd bring more than twenty dollars at the auction . But oh dear , if Mr. Harrison sees that grain he will know she has been in again , and after my giving him my word of honor that I 'd never let it happen ! Well , it has taught me a lesson not to give my word of honor about cows . A cow that could jump over or break through our milk-pen fence could n't be trusted anywhere . '' Marilla had gone down to Mrs. Lynde 's , and when she returned knew all about Dolly 's sale and transfer , for Mrs. Lynde had seen most of the transaction from her window and guessed the rest .
`` I suppose it 's just as well she 's gone , though you DO do things XXXXX a dreadful headlong fashion , Anne .
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