`` Yes , yes , run along , '' said Marilla indulgently . `` Anne Shirley -- are you crazy ? Come back this instant and put something on you . I might as well call to the wind . She 's gone without a cap or wrap . Look at her tearing through the orchard with her hair streaming . It 'll be a mercy if she does n't catch her death of cold . '' Anne came dancing home in the purple winter twilight across the snowy places . Afar in the southwest was the great shimmering , pearl-like sparkle of an evening star in a sky that was pale golden and ethereal rose over gleaming white spaces and dark glens of spruce . The tinkles of sleigh bells among the snowy hills came like elfin chimes through the frosty air , but their music was not sweeter than the song in Anne 's heart and on her lips . `` You see before you a perfectly happy person , Marilla , '' she announced . `` I 'm perfectly happy -- yes , in spite of my red hair . Just at present I have a soul above red hair . Mrs. Barry kissed me and cried and said she was so sorry and she could never repay me . I felt fearfully embarrassed , Marilla , but I just said as politely as I could , ' I have no hard feelings for you , Mrs. Barry . I assure you once for all that I did not mean to intoxicate Diana and henceforth I shall cover the past with the mantle of oblivion . ' That was a pretty dignified way of speaking was n't it , Marilla ? '' `` I felt that I was heaping coals of fire on Mrs. Barry 's head . And Diana and I had a lovely afternoon . Diana showed me a new fancy crochet stitch her aunt over at Carmody taught her .
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