`` It 's almost exactly as I 've pictured it , '' she said . `` There is no honeysuckle over the windows , but there is a lilac tree by the gate , and -- yes , there are the muslin curtains in the windows . How glad I am it is still painted yellow . '' A very tall , very thin woman opened the door . `` Yes , the Shirleys lived here twenty years ago , '' she said , in answer to Anne 's question . `` They had it rented . I remember 'em . They both died of fever at onct . It was turrible sad . They left a baby . I guess it 's dead long ago . It was a sickly thing . Old Thomas and his wife took it -- as if they had n't enough of their own . '' `` It did n't die , '' said Anne , smiling . `` I was that baby . '' `` You do n't say so ! Why , you have grown , '' exclaimed the woman , as if she were much surprised that Anne was not still a baby . `` Come to look at you , I see the resemblance . You 're complected like your pa . He had red hair .
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