`` I could n't prevent him . Say what I could , he would go . He laughed when I spoke of danger . Oh , he 's changed from what he was ! I know who has wrought the change , and I hate her for it ! '' Carl shrugged his fat shoulders . He knew quite well that Thyra was at the bottom of the sudden coldness between Chester Carewe and Damaris Garland , about which Avonlea gossip was busying itself . He pitied Thyra , too . She had aged rapidly the past month . `` You 're too hard on Chester , Thyra . He 's out of leading-strings now , or should be . You must just let me take an old friend 's privilege , and tell you that you 're taking the wrong way with him . You 're too jealous and exacting , Thyra . '' `` You do n't know anything about it . You have never had a son , '' said Thyra , cruelly enough , for she knew that Carl 's sonlessness was a rankling thorn in his mind . `` You do n't know what it is to pour out your love on one human being , and have it flung back in your face ! '' Carl could not cope with Thyra 's moods . He had never understood her , even in his youth . Now he went home , still shrugging his shoulders , and thinking that it was a good thing Thyra had not looked on him with favor in the old days . Cynthia was much easier to get along with .
More than Thyra looked anxiously to sea and sky that night XXXXX Avonlea .
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