wailed Davy . `` You can come down after dinner is over and have yours in the kitchen . '' `` Oh , all right , '' said Davy , somewhat comforted . `` I know Anne 'll save some nice bones for me , wo n't you , Anne ? 'Cause you know I did n't mean to fall on the pies . Say , Anne , since they ARE spoiled ca n't I take some of the pieces upstairs with me ? '' `` No , no lemon pie for you , Master Davy , '' said Marilla , pushing him toward the hall . `` What shall we do for dessert ? '' asked Anne , looking regretfully at the wreck and ruin . `` Get out a crock of strawberry preserves , '' said Marilla consolingly . `` There 's plenty of whipped cream left in the bowl for it . '' One o'clock came ... but no Priscilla or Mrs. Morgan . Anne was in an agony . Everything was done to a turn and the soup was just what soup should be , but could n't be depended on to remain so for any length of time . `` I do n't believe they 're coming after all , '' said Marilla crossly . Anne and Diana sought comfort in each other 's eyes . At half past one Marilla again emerged from the parlor . `` Girls , we MUST have dinner . Everybody is hungry and it 's no use waiting any longer . Priscilla and Mrs. Morgan are not coming , that 's plain , and nothing is being improved by waiting . ''
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