In imagination Anne saw herself reading a story out of a magazine to Marilla , entrapping her into praise of it -- for in imagination all things are possible -- and then triumphantly announcing herself the author . One day Anne took to the Post Office a long , bulky envelope , addressed , with the delightful confidence of youth and inexperience , to the very biggest of the `` big '' magazines . Diana was as excited over it as Anne herself . `` How long do you suppose it will be before you hear from it ? '' she asked . `` It should n't be longer than a fortnight . Oh , how happy and proud I shall be if it is accepted ! '' `` Of course it will be accepted , and they will likely ask you to send them more . You may be as famous as Mrs. Morgan some day , Anne , and then how proud I 'll be of knowing you , '' said Diana , who possessed , at least , the striking merit of an unselfish admiration of the gifts and graces of her friends . A week of delightful dreaming followed , and then came a bitter awakening . One evening Diana found Anne in the porch gable , with suspicious-looking eyes . On the table lay a long envelope and a crumpled manuscript . `` Anne , your story has n't come back ? '' cried Diana incredulously . `` Yes , it has , '' said Anne shortly . `` Well , that editor must be crazy . What reason did he give ? '' `` No reason at all . There is just a printed slip saying that it was n't found acceptable . '' `` I never thought much of that magazine , anyway , '' said Diana hotly .
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