Chapter 22: XXII

XXII Anne Is Invited Out to Tea “And what are your eyes popping out of your head about now?” asked Marilla, when Anne had just come in from a run to the post office. “Have you discovered another kindred spirit?” Excitement hung around Anne like a garment, shone in her eyes, kindled in every feature. She had come dancing up the lane, like a windblown sprite, through the mellow sunshine and lazy shadows of the August evening. “No, Marilla, but oh, what do you think? I am invited to te…