`` Miss Lavendar , I have something to tell you ... something very important . Can you guess what it is ? '' Anne never supposed that Miss Lavendar could GUESS ; but Miss Lavendar 's face grew very pale and Miss Lavendar said in a quiet , still voice , from which all the color and sparkle that Miss Lavendar 's voice usually suggested had faded . `` Stephen Irving is home ? '' `` How did you know ? Who told you ? '' cried Anne disappointedly , vexed that her great revelation had been anticipated . `` Nobody . I knew that must be it , just from the way you spoke . '' `` He wants to come and see you , '' said Anne . `` May I send him word that he may ? '' `` Yes , of course , '' fluttered Miss Lavendar . `` There is no reason why he should n't . He is only coming as any old friend might . '' Anne had her own opinion about that as she hastened into the house to write a note at Miss Lavendar 's desk . `` Oh , it 's delightful to be living in a storybook , '' she thought gaily . `` It will come out all right of course ... it must ... and Paul will have a mother after his own heart and everybody will be happy . But Mr. Irving will take Miss Lavendar away ... and dear knows what will happen to the little stone house ... and so there are two sides to it , as there seems to be to everything in this world . '' The important note was written and Anne herself carried it to the Grafton post office , where she waylaid the mail carrier and asked him to leave it at the Avonlea office . `` It 's so very important , '' Anne assured him anxiously .
The mail carrier was a rather grumpy old personage who did not XXXXX all look the part of a messenger of Cupid ; and Anne was none too certain that his memory was to be trusted .
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