The thunderstorm passed , but the rain continued to fall heavily . At eleven o'clock Rilla decided that nobody was coming home . Jims had fallen asleep on the sofa ; she carried him up to the spare room and put him to bed . Then she undressed , put on a nightgown she found in the washstand drawer , and scrambled sleepily in between very nice lavender-scented sheets . She was so tired , after her adventures and exertions , that not even the oddity of her situation could keep her awake ; she was sound asleep in a few minutes . Rilla slept until eight o'clock the next morning and then wakened with startling suddenness . Somebody was saying in a harsh , gruff voice , `` Here , you two , wake up . I want to know what this means . '' Rilla did wake up , promptly and effectually . She had never in all her life wakened up so thoroughly before . Standing in the room were three people , one of them a man , who were absolute strangers to her . The man was a big fellow with a bushy black beard and an angry scowl . Beside him was a woman -- a tall , thin , angular person , with violently red hair and an indescribable hat . She looked even crosser and more amazed than the man , if that were possible . In the background was another woman -- a tiny old lady who must have been at least eighty . She was , in spite of her tinyness , a very striking-looking personage ; she was dressed in unrelieved black , had snow-white hair , a dead-white face , and snapping , vivid , coal-black eyes . She looked as amazed as the other two , but Rilla realized that she did n't look cross . Rilla also was realizing that something was wrong -- fearfully wrong . Then the man said , more gruffly than ever , `` Come now . Who are you and what business have you here ? ''
Rilla raised herself XXXXX one elbow , looking and feeling hopelessly bewildered and foolish .
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