Was n't it a lovely place ? Suppose she was n't really going to stay here ! She would imagine she was . There was scope for imagination here . A huge cherry-tree grew outside , so close that its boughs tapped against the house , and it was so thick-set with blossoms that hardly a leaf was to be seen . On both sides of the house was a big orchard , one of apple-trees and one of cherry-trees , also showered over with blossoms ; and their grass was all sprinkled with dandelions . In the garden below were lilac-trees purple with flowers , and their dizzily sweet fragrance drifted up to the window on the morning wind . Below the garden a green field lush with clover sloped down to the hollow where the brook ran and where scores of white birches grew , upspringing airily out of an undergrowth suggestive of delightful possibilities in ferns and mosses and woodsy things generally . Beyond it was a hill , green and feathery with spruce and fir ; there was a gap in it where the gray gable end of the little house she had seen from the other side of the Lake of Shining Waters was visible . Off to the left were the big barns and beyond them , away down over green , low-sloping fields , was a sparkling blue glimpse of sea . Anne 's beauty-loving eyes lingered on it all , taking everything greedily in . She had looked on so many unlovely places in her life , poor child ; but this was as lovely as anything she had ever dreamed . She knelt there , lost to everything but the loveliness around her , until she was startled by a hand on her shoulder . Marilla had come in unheard by the small dreamer . `` It 's time you were dressed , '' she said curtly . Marilla really did not know how to talk to the child , and her uncomfortable ignorance made her crisp and curt when she did not mean to be . Anne stood up and drew a long breath . `` Oh , is n't it wonderful ? '' she said , waving her hand comprehensively at the good world outside . `` It 's a big tree , '' said Marilla , `` and it blooms great , but the fruit do n't amount to much never -- small and wormy . ''
`` Oh , I do n't mean just the tree ; XXXXX course it 's lovely -- yes , it 's RADIANTLY lovely -- it blooms as if it meant it -- but I meant everything , the garden and the orchard and the brook and the woods , the whole big dear world .
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