And all the while , poor Rilla was sitting , disappointed and humiliated , feeling that her last evening with Ken was spoiled and wondering why things always had to go so contrarily outside of books . She felt too absurd to try to talk . Evidently Ken was completely disgusted , too , since he was sitting there in such stony silence . Hope revived momentarily when Jims went so thoroughly asleep that she thought it would be safe to lay him down on the couch in the living-room . But when she came out again Susan was sitting on the veranda , loosening her bonnet strings with the air of one who meant to stay where she was for some time . `` Have you got your baby to sleep ? '' she asked kindly . Your baby ! Really , Susan might have more tact . `` Yes , '' said Rilla shortly . Susan laid her parcels on the reed table , as one determined to do her duty . She was very tired but she must help Rilla out . Here was Kenneth Ford who had come to call on the family and they were all unfortunately out , and `` the poor child '' had had to entertain him alone . But Susan had come to her rescue -- Susan would do her part no matter how tired she was . `` Dear me , how you have grown up , '' she said , looking at Ken 's six feet of khaki uniform without the least awe . Susan had grown used to khaki now , and at sixty-four even a lieutenant 's uniform is just clothes and nothing else . `` It is an amazing thing how fast children do grow up . Rilla here , now , is almost fifteen . '' `` I 'm going on seventeen , Susan , '' cried Rilla almost passionately . She was a whole month past sixteen .
It was intolerable XXXXX Susan .
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