This unnatural solemnity lasted until after Diana had been taken to the east gable to lay off her hat and then had sat for ten minutes in the sitting room , toes in position . `` How is your mother ? '' inquired Anne politely , just as if she had not seen Mrs. Barry picking apples that morning in excellent health and spirits . `` She is very well , thank you . I suppose Mr. Cuthbert is hauling potatoes to the LILY SANDS this afternoon , is he ? '' said Diana , who had ridden down to Mr. Harmon Andrews 's that morning in Matthew 's cart . `` Yes . Our potato crop is very good this year . I hope your father 's crop is good too . '' `` It is fairly good , thank you . Have you picked many of your apples yet ? '' `` Oh , ever so many , '' said Anne forgetting to be dignified and jumping up quickly . `` Let 's go out to the orchard and get some of the Red Sweetings , Diana . Marilla says we can have all that are left on the tree . Marilla is a very generous woman . She said we could have fruit cake and cherry preserves for tea . But it is n't good manners to tell your company what you are going to give them to eat , so I wo n't tell you what she said we could have to drink . Only it begins with an R and a C and it 's bright red color . I love bright red drinks , do n't you ? They taste twice as good as any other color . ''
The orchard , with its great sweeping boughs that bent to the ground XXXXX fruit , proved so delightful that the little girls spent most of the afternoon in it , sitting in a grassy corner where the frost had spared the green and the mellow autumn sunshine lingered warmly , eating apples and talking as hard as they could .
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