It 's just that I 'm getting old and it does n't agree with me . I know I 'll be fearfully cranky by the time I 'm sixty . But perhaps all I need is a course of blue pills . '' At this moment Charlotta the Fourth , who had disappeared after lunch , returned , and announced that the northeast corner of Mr. John Kimball 's pasture was red with early strawberries , and would n't Miss Shirley like to go and pick some . `` Early strawberries for tea ! '' exclaimed Miss Lavendar . `` Oh , I 'm not so old as I thought ... and I do n't need a single blue pill ! Girls , when you come back with your strawberries we 'll have tea out here under the silver poplar . I 'll have it all ready for you with home-grown cream . '' Anne and Charlotta the Fourth accordingly betook themselves back to Mr. Kimball 's pasture , a green remote place where the air was as soft as velvet and fragrant as a bed of violets and golden as amber . `` Oh , is n't it sweet and fresh back here ? '' breathed Anne . `` I just feel as if I were drinking in the sunshine . '' `` Yes , ma'am , so do I. That 's just exactly how I feel too , ma'am , '' agreed Charlotta the Fourth , who would have said precisely the same thing if Anne had remarked that she felt like a pelican of the wilderness . Always after Anne had visited Echo Lodge Charlotta the Fourth mounted to her little room over the kitchen and tried before her looking glass to speak and look and move like Anne . Charlotta could never flatter herself that she quite succeeded ; but practice makes perfect , as Charlotta had learned at school , and she fondly hoped that in time she might catch the trick of that dainty uplift of chin , that quick , starry outflashing of eyes , that fashion of walking as if you were a bough swaying in the wind . It seemed so easy when you watched Anne . Charlotta the Fourth admired Anne wholeheartedly . It was not that she thought her so very handsome . Diana Barry 's beauty of crimson cheek and black curls was much more to Charlotta the Fourth 's taste than Anne 's moonshine charm of luminous gray eyes and the pale , everchanging roses of her cheeks .
`` But I 'd rather look like you XXXXX be pretty , '' she told Anne sincerely .
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