Chapter 38: XXXVIII

XXXVIII False Dawn “Just imagine—this night week I’ll be in Avonlea—delightful thought!” said Anne, bending over the box in which she was packing Mrs. Rachel Lynde’s quilts. “But just imagine—this night week I’ll be gone forever from Patty’s Place—horrible thought!” “I wonder if the ghost of all our laughter will echo through the maiden dreams of Miss Patty and Miss Maria,” speculated Phil. Miss Patty and Miss Maria were coming home, after having trotted over most of the habitab…