Such a waste! He should have had the mumps when he was
a boy."
"Come, come, Cornelia, don't you think you're a mite
unreasonable?"
Miss Cornelia disdained to reply and turned instead to
Susan Baker, a grim-faced, kind-hearted elderly
spinster of the Glen, who had been installed as
maid-of-all-work at the little house for some weeks.
Susan had been up to the Glen to make a sick call, and
had just returned.
"How is poor old Aunt Mandy tonight?" asked Miss
Cornelia.
Susan sighed.
"Very poorly--very poorly, Cornelia. I am afraid she
will soon be in heaven, poor thing!"
"Oh, surely, it's not so bad as that!" exclaimed Miss
Cornelia, sympathetically .
Captain Jim and Gilbert looked at each other. Then
they suddenly rose and went out.
"There are times," said Captain Jim, between spasms,
"when it would be a sin NOT to laugh. Them two
excellent women!"
CHAPTER 19
DAWN AND DUSK
In early June, when the sand hills were a great glory
of pink wild roses, and the Glen was smothered in apple
blossoms, Marilla arrived at the little house,
accompanied by a black horsehair trunk, patterned with
brass nails, which had reposed undisturbed in the Green
Gables garret for half a century.
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