Chapter 36: XXXVI

XXXVI The Gardners’ Call “Here is a letter with an Indian stamp for you, Aunt Jimsie,” said Phil. “Here are three for Stella, and two for Pris, and a glorious fat one for me from Jo. There’s nothing for you, Anne, except a circular.” Nobody noticed Anne’s flush as she took the thin letter Phil tossed her carelessly. But a few minutes later Phil looked up to see a transfigured Anne. “Honey, what good thing has happened?” “The Youth’s Friend has accepted a little sketch I sent them…