Learn to work first and talk afterwards . '' CHAPTER XXVII . Vanity and Vexation of Spirit Marilla , walking home one late April evening from an Aid meeting , realized that the winter was over and gone with the thrill of delight that spring never fails to bring to the oldest and saddest as well as to the youngest and merriest . Marilla was not given to subjective analysis of her thoughts and feelings . She probably imagined that she was thinking about the Aids and their missionary box and the new carpet for the vestry room , but under these reflections was a harmonious consciousness of red fields smoking into pale-purply mists in the declining sun , of long , sharp-pointed fir shadows falling over the meadow beyond the brook , of still , crimson-budded maples around a mirrorlike wood pool , of a wakening in the world and a stir of hidden pulses under the gray sod . The spring was abroad in the land and Marilla 's sober , middle-aged step was lighter and swifter because of its deep , primal gladness . Her eyes dwelt affectionately on Green Gables , peering through its network of trees and reflecting the sunlight back from its windows in several little coruscations of glory . Marilla , as she picked her steps along the damp lane , thought that it was really a satisfaction to know that she was going home to a briskly snapping wood fire and a table nicely spread for tea , instead of to the cold comfort of old Aid meeting evenings before Anne had come to Green Gables . Consequently , when Marilla entered her kitchen and found the fire black out , with no sign of Anne anywhere , she felt justly disappointed and irritated . She had told Anne to be sure and have tea ready at five o'clock , but now she must hurry to take off her second-best dress and prepare the meal herself against Matthew 's return from plowing . `` I 'll settle Miss Anne when she comes home , '' said Marilla grimly , as she shaved up kindlings with a carving knife and with more vim than was strictly necessary . Matthew had come in and was waiting patiently for his tea in his corner . `` She 's gadding off somewhere with Diana , writing stories or practicing dialogues or some such tomfoolery , and never thinking once about the time or her duties . She 's just got to be pulled up short and sudden on this sort of thing . I do n't care if Mrs. Allan does say she 's the brightest and sweetest child she ever knew . She may be bright and sweet enough , but her head is full of nonsense and there 's never any knowing what shape it 'll break out in next . Just as soon as she grows out of one freak she takes up with another . But there ! Here I am saying the very thing I was so riled with Rachel Lynde for saying at the Aid today . I was real glad when Mrs. Allan spoke up for Anne , for if she had n't I know I 'd have said something too sharp to Rachel before everybody .
Anne 's got plenty of faults , goodness knows , and far be it XXXXX me to deny it .
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