It was the sketch she had written the day she fell through the roof of the Cobb duckhouse on the Tory Road . Anne glanced over it , then fell to reading it intently . It was a little dialogue between asters and sweet-peas , wild canaries in the lilac bush , and the guardian spirit of the garden . After she had read it , she sat , staring into space ; and when Stella had gone she smoothed out the crumpled manuscript . `` I believe I will , '' she said resolutely . Chapter XXXVI The Gardners ` Call `` Here is a letter with an Indian stamp for you , Aunt Jimsie , '' said Phil . `` Here are three for Stella , and two for Pris , and a glorious fat one for me from Jo . There 's nothing for you , Anne , except a circular . '' Nobody noticed Anne 's flush as she took the thin letter Phil tossed her carelessly . But a few minutes later Phil looked up to see a transfigured Anne . `` Honey , what good thing has happened ? '' `` The Youth 's Friend has accepted a little sketch I sent them a fortnight ago , '' said Anne , trying hard to speak as if she were accustomed to having sketches accepted every mail , but not quite succeeding . `` Anne Shirley ! How glorious ! What was it ? When is it to be published ? Did they pay you for it ? '' `` Yes ; they 've sent a check for ten dollars , and the editor writes that he would like to see more of my work . Dear man , he shall . It was an old sketch I found in my box .
I re-wrote it and sent it XXXXX -- but I never really thought it could be accepted because it had no plot , '' said Anne , recalling the bitter experience of Averil 's Atonement .
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