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Anne awoke and sat up in bed. She stared confusedly at the window. Her eyes glistened with delight. Oh, wasn't it beautiful? Wasn't it a lovely place? She wanted to stay here!

A huge cherry-tree grew outside. On both sides of the house was a big orchard, one of apple-trees and one of cherry-trees. In the garden below were lilac-trees purple with flowers. This place was lovely!

She noticed a hand on her shoulder.

"It's time to dress,” Marilla said curtly. "Get dressed[10] and come downstairs.” said Marilla. "Breakfast is ready. Wash your face and comb your hair.”

Anne was downstairs in ten minutes' time.

"I'm very hungry this morning,” she announced. "The world doesn't seem such a wilderness as it did last night. I'm so glad it's a sunshiny morning. But I like rainy mornings, too. All sorts of mornings are interesting, don't you think?”

"Hold your tongue,” said Marilla. "You talk too much for a little girl.”

Anne held her tongue obediently. She ate mechanically. Her big eyes were fixed on the sky outside the window. This made Marilla more nervous than ever.

After the meal, Anne offered to wash the dishes.

"Take plenty of hot water,” said Marilla. "and be sure you dry them well. I'll drive over to White Sands in the afternoon and see Mrs. Spencer. You'll come with me.”

Anne washed the dishes deftly enough.

"What is the name of that geranium on the window-sill, please?”

"That's the apple-scented geranium.”

"Oh, I mean just a name you gave it yourself. Didn't you give it a name? May I call it Bonny while I'm here?”

"Why do you name it?”

"Oh, I like that – when things have names. Even if they are only geraniums. I shall call the geranium Bonny. I named that cherry-tree outside my bedroom window this morning. I called it Snow Queen because it was so white.”

"She is interesting, indeed, as Matthew says,” muttered Marilla. Then she turned to her brother. "I suppose I can have the mare and buggy this afternoon, Matthew?” said Marilla.

Matthew nodded. Marilla said grimly:

"I'll drive over to White Sands. I'll take Anne with me and Mrs. Spencer will probably make arrangements to send her back to Nova Scotia at once.”