Who are you and what business have you here ? '' Rilla raised herself on one elbow , looking and feeling hopelessly bewildered and foolish . She heard the old black-and-white lady in the background chuckle to herself . `` She must be real , '' Rilla thought . `` I ca n't be dreaming her . '' Aloud she gasped , `` Is n't this Theodore Brewster 's place ? '' `` No , '' said the big woman , speaking for the first time , `` this place belongs to us . We bought it from the Brewsters last fall . They moved to Greenvale . Our name is Chapley . '' Poor Rilla fell back on her pillow , quite overcome . `` I beg your pardon , '' she said . `` I -- I -- thought the Brewsters lived here . Mrs. Brewster is a friend of mine . I am Rilla Blythe -- Dr. Blythe 's daughter from Glen St. Mary . I -- I was going to town with my -- my -- this little boy -- and he fell off the train -- and I jumped off after him -- and nobody knew of it . I knew we could n't get home last night and a storm was coming up -- so we came here and when we found nobody at home -- we -- we -- just got in through the window and -- and -- made ourselves at home . '' `` So it seems , '' said the woman sarcastically . `` A likely story , '' said the man . `` We were n't born yesterday , '' added the woman .
Madam Black-and-White did n't say anything ; but when the other two made their pretty speeches she doubled up in a silent convulsion XXXXX mirth , shaking her head from side to side and beating the air with her hands .
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