Flora Jane , go out and put the kettle on . Good afternoon , Mrs. Blewett . We were just saying how fortunate it was you happened along . Let me introduce you two ladies . Mrs. Blewett , Miss Cuthbert . Please excuse me for just a moment . I forgot to tell Flora Jane to take the buns out of the oven . '' Mrs. Spencer whisked away , after pulling up the blinds . Anne sitting mutely on the ottoman , with her hands clasped tightly in her lap , stared at Mrs Blewett as one fascinated . Was she to be given into the keeping of this sharp-faced , sharp-eyed woman ? She felt a lump coming up in her throat and her eyes smarted painfully . She was beginning to be afraid she could n't keep the tears back when Mrs. Spencer returned , flushed and beaming , quite capable of taking any and every difficulty , physical , mental or spiritual , into consideration and settling it out of hand . `` It seems there 's been a mistake about this little girl , Mrs. Blewett , '' she said . `` I was under the impression that Mr. and Miss Cuthbert wanted a little girl to adopt . I was certainly told so . But it seems it was a boy they wanted . So if you 're still of the same mind you were yesterday , I think she 'll be just the thing for you . '' Mrs. Blewett darted her eyes over Anne from head to foot . `` How old are you and what 's your name ? '' she demanded .
`` Anne Shirley , '' faltered the shrinking child , not daring XXXXX make any stipulations regarding the spelling thereof , `` and I 'm eleven years old . ''
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