Miss Lavendar tripped off to the kitchen on hospitable thoughts intent and the girls found their way up to the spare room , an apartment as white as its door , lighted by the ivy-hung dormer window and looking , as Anne said , like the place where happy dreams grew . `` This is quite an adventure , is n't it ? '' said Diana . `` And is n't Miss Lavendar sweet , if she IS a little odd ? She does n't look a bit like an old maid . '' `` She looks just as music sounds , I think , '' answered Anne . When they went down Miss Lavendar was carrying in the teapot , and behind her , looking vastly pleased , was Charlotta the Fourth , with a plate of hot biscuits . `` Now , you must tell me your names , '' said Miss Lavendar . `` I 'm so glad you are young girls . I love young girls . It 's so easy to pretend I 'm a girl myself when I 'm with them . I do hate '' ... with a little grimace ... `` to believe I 'm old . Now , who are you ... just for convenience ' sake ? Diana Barry ? And Anne Shirley ? May I pretend that I 've known you for a hundred years and call you Anne and Diana right away ? '' `` You , may '' the girls said both together . `` Then just let 's sit comfily down and eat everything , '' said Miss Lavendar happily . `` Charlotta , you sit at the foot and help with the chicken . It is so fortunate that I made the sponge cake and doughnuts .
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