May I lay my head against your knee ? That 's the way my little mother and I used to sit . Oh , this is real splendid , I think . '' `` Now , I want to hear those thoughts which Mary Joe pronounces so queer , '' said Anne , patting the mop of curls at her side . Paul never needed any coaxing to tell his thoughts ... at least , to congenial souls . `` I thought them out in the fir grove one night , '' he said dreamily . `` Of course I did n't BELIEVE them but I THOUGHT them . YOU know , teacher . And then I wanted to tell them to somebody and there was nobody but Mary Joe . Mary Joe was in the pantry setting bread and I sat down on the bench beside her and I said , ` Mary Joe , do you know what I think ? I think the evening star is a lighthouse on the land where the fairies dwell . ' And Mary Joe said , ` Well , yous are de queer one . Dare ai n't no such ting as fairies . ' I was very much provoked . Of course , I knew there are no fairies ; but that need n't prevent my thinking there is . You know , teacher . But I tried again quite patiently . I said , ` Well then , Mary Joe , do you know what I think ? I think an angel walks over the world after the sun sets ... a great , tall , white angel , with silvery folded wings ... and sings the flowers and birds to sleep . Children can hear him if they know how to listen . '
Then Mary Joe held up her hands all XXXXX flour and said , ` Well , yous are de queer leetle boy .
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