`` Look -- in white letters , around the archway over the gate . ` Patty 's Place . ' Is n't that killing ? Especially on this Avenue of Pinehursts and Elmwolds and Cedarcrofts ? ` Patty 's Place , ' if you please ! I adore it . '' `` Have you any idea who Patty is ? '' asked Priscilla . `` Patty Spofford is the name of the old lady who owns it , I 've discovered . She lives there with her niece , and they 've lived there for hundreds of years , more or less -- maybe a little less , Anne . Exaggeration is merely a flight of poetic fancy . I understand that wealthy folk have tried to buy the lot time and again -- it 's really worth a small fortune now , you know -- but ` Patty ' wo n't sell upon any consideration . And there 's an apple orchard behind the house in place of a back yard -- you 'll see it when we get a little past -- a real apple orchard on Spofford Avenue ! '' `` I 'm going to dream about ` Patty 's Place ' tonight , '' said Anne . `` Why , I feel as if I belonged to it . I wonder if , by any chance , we 'll ever see the inside of it . '' `` It is n't likely , '' said Priscilla . Anne smiled mysteriously . `` No , it is n't likely . But I believe it will happen .
I have a queer , creepy , crawly feeling -- you can call it a presentiment , XXXXX you like -- that ` Patty 's Place ' and I are going to be better acquainted yet . ''
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