Priscilla had a sudden stinging consciousness that her own hat had been trimmed by her village store milliner , and Anne wondered uncomfortably if the blouse she had made herself , and which Mrs. Lynde had fitted , looked VERY countrified and home-made besides the stranger 's smart attire . For a moment both girls felt like turning back . But they had already stopped and turned towards the gray slab . It was too late to retreat , for the brown-eyed girl had evidently concluded that they were coming to speak to her . Instantly she sprang up and came forward with outstretched hand and a gay , friendly smile in which there seemed not a shadow of either shyness or burdened conscience . `` Oh , I want to know who you two girls are , '' she exclaimed eagerly . `` I 've been DYING to know . I saw you at Redmond this morning . Say , was n't it AWFUL there ? For the time I wished I had stayed home and got married . '' Anne and Priscilla both broke into unconstrained laughter at this unexpected conclusion . The brown-eyed girl laughed , too . `` I really did . I COULD have , you know . Come , let 's all sit down on this gravestone and get acquainted . It wo n't be hard . I know we 're going to adore each other -- I knew it as soon as I saw you at Redmond this morning . I wanted so much to go right over and hug you both . '' `` Why did n't you ? '' asked Priscilla .
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