en-de  Anne of Green Gables /Chapter XXIII Medium
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ANNE KOMMT IN EINER EHRENSACHE ZU SCHADEN


Wie sich zeigte, musste Anne mehr als zwei Wochen überstehen. Fast ein Monat war seit der Episode mit dem Linimentkuchen vergangen, es war höchste Zeit für sie in neuen Ärger irgendeiner Art zu geraten, kleine Fehler, wie das geistesabwesende Leeren einer Pfanne mit entrahmter Milch in einen Garnkorb, der in der Speisekammer steht, anstatt in den Schweinetrog oder über die Kante einer Holzbrücke geradewegs in den Bach zu gehen, während sie in eine fantasievolle Träumerei versunken war, zählen dabei nicht.

Eine Woche nach dem Tee im Pfarrhaus gab Diana Barry eine Party.

"Klein und auserlesen", versicherte Anne Marilla. "Nur die Mädchen aus unserer Klasse."

Sie unterhielten sich prächtig und nichts Ungehöriges geschah bis nach dem Tee, als sie sich im Garten der Barrys aufhielten, ein wenig müde von all ihren Spielen und reif für jede verlockende Form von Unfug, die sich ihnen bieten könnte. Dies geschah bald in Form von "riskieren".

Riskieren war das angesagte Vergnügen unter dem jungen Gemüse von Avonlea. Es hatte unter den Jungen begonnen, hatte sich aber bald auf die Mädchen ausgedehnt und all die verrückten Sachen, die in diesem Sommer in Avonlea getan wurden, weil die Täter sich dazu "trauten" sie zu tun, würden alleine ein ganzes Buch füllen.

Als erstes forderte Carrie Sloane Ruby Gillis heraus, zu einer bestimmten Stelle in der hohen, alten Weide vor der Vordertür zu klettern; was Ruby Gillis, obgleich in tödlicher Furcht vor den fetten, grünen Raupen, mit denen besagter Baum befallen war und mit der Sorge ihrer Mutter vor Augen, falls sie ihr neues Musselinkleid zerreissen sollte, behende tat, zum Leidwesen der obengenannten Carrie Sloane.

Dann forderte Josie Pye Jane Andrew heraus, auf ihrem linken Bein rund um den Garten zu hüpfen, ohne einmal zu stoppen oder ihr rechtes Bein auf den Boden zu tun; was Jane Andrews mutig versuchte, aber an der dritten Ecke aufgab und sich geschlagen geben musste.

Da Josies Siegesfreude eher mehr verkündet wurde, als guter Geschmack es erlaubte, forderte Anne Shirley sie auf, oben entlang des Bretterzaunes zu spazieren, der den Garten nach Osten begrenzte. Nun, auf Bretterzäunen zu "spazieren" erfordert mehr Geschicklichkeit und Standfestigkeit von Kopf und Fuß, als jemand meinen könnte, der es nie versucht hat. Aber Josie Pye, wenn auch in einigen Eigenschaften, die für Beliebtheit sorgen, mangelhaft, hatte zumindest eine natürliche und angeborene Gabe für das Spazieren auf Bretterzäunen rechtzeitig weiterentwickelt. Josie spazierte auf dem Zaun der Barrys mit einer leichten Unbekümmertheit, die anzudeuten schien, dass so eine Kleinigkeit keine "Herausforderung" wert wäre. Ihre Heldentat empfing widerwillige Bewunderung, weil die meisten anderen Mädchen es würdigen konnten, da sie selber bei den Versuchen, auf Zäunen zu gehen, vieles durchgemacht hatten. Josie stieg von Triumph erglühend von ihrem Hochsitz herunter und schleuderte Anne einen herausfordernden Blick zu.

Anne schleuderte ihre roten Zöpfe.

"Ich glaube nicht, dass es so eine großartige Sache ist, auf einem kleinen, niedrigen Bretterzaun zu gehen", sagte sie. "Ich kannte in Marysville ein Mädchen, das auf dem Firstbalken eines Daches laufen konnte."

"Ich glaube es nicht," sagte Josie kategorisch. "Ich glaube nicht, dass irgendjemand auf einem Dachfirst entlang gehen könnte. Du könntest es sowieso nicht."

"Könnte ich nicht?" rief Anne leichtsinnig.

"Dann fordere ich dich heraus, es zu tun," sagte Josie trotzig. "Ich fordere dich heraus, dort heraufzuklettern und aufdem Firstbalken von Barrys Küchendach entlangzulaufen."

Anne wurde blass, aber es war ihr ganz klar, dass sie es tun musste. Sie ging auf das Haus zu, wo eine Leiter an dem Küchendach lehnte Alle Mädchen der fünften Klasse sagten, "Oh!" Teils vor Aufregung, teils vor Bestürzung.

"Mach das nicht, Anne," flehte Diana sie an. "Du wirst runterfallen und sterben. Kümmer dich nicht um Josie Pye. Es ist unfair, jemanden herauszufordern, so etwas Gefährliches zu tun."

"Ich muss es machen. Meine Ehre steht auf dem Spiel," sagte Anne ernst. "Ich werde auf dem Dachfirst entlang gehen, Diana, oder bei dem Versuch sterben. Sollte ich sterben, dann sollst du meinen Glasperlenring bekommen."
Inmitten von atemloser Stille bestieg Anne die Leiter, erreichte den Firstbalken, hielt ihr Gleichgewicht aufrecht auf diesem unsicheren Stand und begann, darauf entlang zu gehen, schwindelerregend bewusst, dass sie ungemütlich weit oben in der Welt war und dass Firstbalkengehen keine Sache war, bei der einen seine Phantasie viel unterstützte. Trotzdem schaffte sie es einige Schritte zu machen, bevor die Katastrophe eintrat. Dann schwankte sie, verlor ihr Gleichgewicht, stolperte, wankte und fiel, sie rutschte das ausgedörrte Dach herunter und stürzte durch ein Gewirr von Wildem Wein unterhalb - alles, bevor der bestürzte Personenring unten einen gleichzeitigen entsetzten, gellenden Schrei ausstoßen konnte.

Wenn Anne auf der Seite vom Dach gefallen wäre, wo sie hochgestiegen war, wäre Diana sogleich das Erbe des Glasperlenringes zugefallen. Glücklicherweise fiel sie auf der anderen Seite, wo sich das Dach nach unten zur Veranda so nah bis zum Boden verlängerte, dass ein Fall von dort eine viel weniger bedenkliche Sache war. Trotzdem, als Diana und die anderen Mädchen hektisch ums Haus hetzten - außer Ruby Gillis, die wie angewurzelt zurückblieb und einen hysterischen Anfall bekam - fanden sie Anne ganz weiß und schlapp zwischen dem Trümmerhaufen und Resten des Wilden Weines liegend.

"Anne, bist du tot?" schrie Diana und warf sich neben ihrer Freundin auf die Knie. "Oh, Anne, liebe Anne, sprich nur ein Wort mit mir und sag mir, ob du tot bist."

Zur unermesslichen Erleichterung aller Mädchen und besonders von Josie Pye, die trotz einem Mangel an Fantasie von schrecklichen Vorstellungen einer Zukunft befallen worden war, als das Mädchen gebrandmarkt zu sein, das der Grund von Anne Shirleys frühem und tragischen Tod war, richtete Anne sich benommen auf und antwortete unsicher:" Nein, ich bin nicht tot, aber ich glaube, ich bin ohnmächtig geworden."

"Wo?" schluchzte Carrie Sloane. "Oh, wo Anne?"

Bevor Anne antworten konnte, erschien Mrs.Barry auf der Bildfläche. Bei ihrem Anblick versuchte Anne, auf die Füße zu krabbeln, sank aber mit einem scharfen, kleinen Schmerzensschrei wieder zurück.

"Was ist los? Wo hast du dich verletzt?" fragte Mrs. Barry nach.

"Mein Knöchel", japste Anne. "Oh, Diana, suche bitte deinen Vater und bitte ihn, mich nach Hause zu bringen. Ich weiß, ich kann niemals dorthin laufen. Und ich bin sicher, ich kann nicht so weit auf einem Fuß hopsen, wenn Jane noch nicht einmal um den Garten herumhopsen konnte."

Marilla war draußen im Obstgarten und pflückte eine Kiste Sommeräpfel, als sie Mr. Barry über die Holzbrücke und den Abhang hinauf kommen sah, Mrs. Barry neben ihm und eine ganze Prozession von kleinen Mädchen hinter sich herziehend. In seinen Armen trug er Anne, deren Kopf schlaff an seiner Schulter lag.

In diesem Moment hatte Marilla eine Offenbarung. Mit dem plötzlichen Stich der Angst, der ihr das Herz durchbohrte, wurde ihr klar, was Anne für sie bedeutet hatte. Sie hätte zugegeben, dass sie Anne mochte- ja, dass sie Anne sehr gern hatte. Aber jetzt wusste sie, als sie wild dem Abhang hinuntereilte, dass Anne ihr lieber als alles andere auf der Welt war.

"Mr Barry, was ist mit ihr passiert?" japste sie, mehr weiß und geschüttelt als die distanzierte, vernünftige , die Marilla für viele Jahre gewesen war.

Anne antwortete selbst und hob ihren Kopf.

"Hab' keine große Angst, Marilla. Ich bin dem Firstbalken entlang gelaufen und heruntergefallen. Ich nehme an, ich habe mir den Knöchel verstaucht. Aber, Marilla, ich könnte mir das Genick gebrochen haben. Lass uns das Positive daran sehen."

"Ich hätte wissen können, dass du etwas derartiges tun würdest, als ich dich zu dieser Party gehen ließ", sagte Marilla, scharf und zänkisch in ihrer großen Erleichterung. "Bringen Sie sie herein, Mr. Barry, und legen Sie sie auf das Sofa. Gnade mir, das Kind ist in Ohnmacht gefallen!"

Es war völlig richtig. Überwältigt von den Schmerzen ihrer Verletzung, war Anne ein weiterer Wunsch erfüllt worden. Sie war ohnmächtig geworden.

Matthew, eilig vom Erntefeld herbeigerufen, wurde schnurstracks zum Arzt geschickt, der rechtzeitig kam, um herauszufinden, dass die Verletzung ernsthafter war, als sie angenommen hatten. Annes Knöchel war gebrochen.

Als Marilla an diesem Abend zum Ostgiebel ging, wo ein kreidebleiches Mädchen lag, begrüßte sie eine klagende Stimme vom Bett.

"Tut es dir nicht sehr leid für mich, Marilla?"

"Es war deine eigene Schuld", sagte Marilla, als sie die Jalousie runterzog und eine Lampe anzündete.

"Und das ist gerade der Grund, warum du mich bedauern solltest", sagte Anne, "denn der Gedanke, dass es alles meine eigene Schuld ist, ist das, was es so schwer macht. Wenn ich es jemandem anlasten könnte, würde ich mich viel besser fühlen. Aber was hättest du getan, Marilla, wenn du herausgefordert worden wärst, einen Firstbalken zu begehen?"

"Ich wäre auf sicherem Boden stehen geblieben und sie hätten mir den Buckel runterrutschen können. So eine Absurdität!" sagte Marilla.

Anne seufzte.

"Aber du hast eine solche Geisteskraft, Marilla. Die habe ich nicht. Ich fühlte nur, dass ich Josie Pyes Hohn nicht ertragen konnte. Sie hätte mein ganzes Leben lang über mich triumphiert. Und ich glaube, ich wurde derart bestraft, dass du mir wirklich nicht böse zu sein brauchst, Marilla. Es ist schließlich überhaupt nicht schön, in Ohnmacht zu fallen. Und der Doktor hat mir schrecklich wehgetan, als er meinen Knöchel gerichtet hat. Ich werde sechs oder sieben Wochen lang nicht umhergehen können und ich werde die neue Lehrerin verpassen. Sie wird nicht mehr neu sein, wenn ich in der Lage bin, zur Schule zu gehen. Und Gil - jeder wird mir in der Klasse einen Schritt voraus sein. Oh, ich bin eine geplagter Sterbliche. Aber ich werde versuchen, es alles tapfer zu ertragen, wenn du mir nur nicht böse bist, Marilla."

"Schon gut, ich bin nicht böse", sagte Marilla. "Du bist ein Pechvogel, daran besteht kein Zweifel; aber, wie du sagst, du hast den Schaden davon. Hier, versuch jetzt, etwas Abendbrot zu essen."

"Ist es nicht ein Glück, dass ich so eine Fantasie habe?" sagte Anne. "Das wird mir prächtig helfen, nehme ich an. Was machen Leute, die keinerlei Fantasie haben, wenn sie sich die Knochen brechen, was meinst du, Marilla?"

Anne hatte einen triftigen Grund, ihre Fantasie immer und immer wieder während der langweiligen, folgenden, sieben Wochen zu preisen. Aber sie war nicht ausschließlich davon abhängig. Sie hatte viele Besucher und es verging kein Tag, ohne dass eins oder mehrere der Schulmädchen hereinschneiten, um ihr Blumen zu bringen und Bücher und um ihr alle Ereignisse der jugendlichen Welt von Avonlea zu erzählen.

"Jeder ist so gut und freundlich gewesen, Marilla", seufzte Anne glücklich an dem Tag, als sie zum ersten Mal über den Boden humpeln konnte. "Es ist nicht sehr erfreulich, aus dem Verkehr gezogen zu werden; aber es hat auch etwas Gutes, Marilla. Du findest heraus, wie viele Freunde du hast. Na, sogar Superintendent Bell kam, um mich zu besuchen und er ist wirklich ein sehr feiner Mann. Natürlich kein Seelenverwandter; aber ich mag ihn trotzdem und es tut mir schrecklich leid, dass ich jemals seine Predigten kritisiert habe. Ich glaube nun, er meint sie wirklich so, er hat sich nur angewöhnt, sie so zu halten, als ob er sie nicht so meinen würde. Er könnte das überwinden, wenn er sich ein bisschen Mühe gäbe. Ich habe ihm einen guten, ausführlichen Hinweis gegeben. Ich erzählte ihm, welch große Mühe ich mir gegeben habe, um meine eigenen, kleinen Gebete interessant zu machen. Er erzählte mir alles über die Zeit, als er seinen Knöchel gebrochen hatte, als er ein Junge war. Es erscheint so merkwürdig zu denken, dass Superintendent Bell jemals ein Junge war. Sogar meine Vorstellungskraft hat ihre Grenzen, da ich es mir nicht vorstellen kann. Wenn ich versuche, ihn mir als Junge vorzustellen, sehe ich ihn mit grauem Schnurrbart und Augengläsern, genau, wie er in der Sonntagsschule aussieht, nur klein. Jetzt ist es so einfach, sich Mrs. Allan als kleines Mädchen vorzustellen. Mrs. Allan hat mich vierzehn Mal besucht. Ist das nicht etwas, worauf man stolz sein kann, Marilla? Wenn eine Pfarrersfrau so viele Ansprüche an ihre Zeit hat. Es ist so schön, wenn man auch von einem Menschen besucht wird, der so fröhlich ist. Sie sagt nie zu dir, es ist deine eigene Schuld, und sie hofft, du wirst davon ein besseres Mädchen. Frau Lynde sagte mir das immer, wenn sie zu mir kam; und sie sagte es auf eine Art, die mir das Gefühl gab, dass sie hoffen würde, dass ich ein besseres Mädchen sein würde, aber sie nicht wirklich daran glauben würde. Sogar Josie Pye kam mich besuchen. Ich empfing sie so höflich wie ich konnte, da ich denke, es tat ihr leid, dass sie mich aufforderte, auf dem Firstbalken zu laufen. Wenn ich getötet worden wäre, hätte sie ihr ganzes Leben lang eine dunkle Last der Reue tragen müssen. Diana war eine treue Freundin. Sie war jeden Tag da, um mich aufzumuntern. Aber oh, ich werde so froh sein, wenn ich zur Schule gehen kann, da ich so aufregende Sachen über die neue Lehrerin gehört habe. Alle Mädchen meinen, sie ist vollkommen süß. Diana sagt, sie hat die schönsten, blondgelockten Haare und so faszinierende Augen. Sie kleidet sich wunderschön, und ihre Puffärmel sind größer als die bei allen anderen in Avonlea. Jeden zweiten Freitagnachmittag rezitiert sie, und jeder muss ein Stück aufsagen oder an einem Dialog teilnehmen. Oh, es ist einfach herrlich, daran zu denken. Josie Pye sagt, sie hasst es, aber das ist nur, weil Josie so wenig Vorstellungskraft hat. Diana und Ruby Gillis und Jane Andrews bereiten für nächsten Freitag einen Dialog vor, der 'Ein Morgenbesuch' heißt. Und an Freitagnachmittagen gibt es keine Rezitationen, Miss Stacy nimmt sie alle in den Wald mit für einen 'Feld'tag und sie studieren Farne, Blumen und Vögel. Und sie haben jeden Morgen und Abend Sportunterricht. Mrs.Lynde sagt, sie hat von einem solchen Treiben nie gehört, und es kommt alles davon, dass wir eine Lehrerin haben. Aber ich denke, es muss großartig sein, und ich glaube, ich werde feststellen, dass Miss Stacy ein verwandter Geist ist."

"Es gibt eine Sache, die man klar sehen kann, Anne", sagte Marilla, "und das ist, dass dein Sturz vom Dach der Barrys deine Zunge überhaupt nicht verletzt hat."
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CHAPTER XXIII.
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ANNE COMES TO GRIEF IN AN AFFAIR OF HONOUR.
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Anne had to live through more than two weeks, as it happened.
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A week after the tea at the manse Diana Barry gave a party.
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"Small and select," Anne assured Marilla.
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"Just the girls in our class."
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This presently took the form of "daring."
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Daring was the fashionable amusement among the Avonlea small fry just then.
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Josie descended from her perch, flushed with victory, and darted a defiant glance at Anne.
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Anne tossed her red braids.
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"I don't think it's such a very wonderful thing to walk a little, low, board fence," she said.
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"I knew a girl in Marysville who could walk the ridge-pole of a roof."
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"I don't believe it," said Josie flatly.
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"I don't believe anybody could walk a ridge-pole.
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You couldn't, anyhow."
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"Couldn't I?"
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cried Anne rashly.
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"Then I dare you to do it," said Josie defiantly.
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"I dare you to climb up there and walk the ridge-pole of Mr. Barry's kitchen roof."
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Anne turned pale, but there was clearly only one thing to be done.
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She walked towards the house, where a ladder was leaning against the kitchen roof.
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All the fifth-class girls said, "Oh!"
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partly in excitement, partly in dismay.
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"Don't you do it, Anne," entreated Diana.
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"You'll fall off and be killed.
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Never mind Josie Pye.
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It isn't fair to dare anybody to do anything so dangerous."
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"I must do it.
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My honour is at stake," said Anne solemnly.
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"I shall walk that ridge-pole, Diana, or perish in the attempt.
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If I am killed you are to have my pearl bead ring."
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Nevertheless, she managed to take several steps before the catastrophe came.
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"Anne, are you killed?"
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shrieked Diana, throwing herself on her knees beside her friend.
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"Oh, Anne, dear Anne, speak just one word to me and tell me if you're killed."
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"Where?"
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sobbed Carrie Sloane.
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"Oh, where, Anne?"
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Before Anne could answer Mrs. Barry appeared on the scene.
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"What's the matter?
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Where have you hurt yourself?"
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demanded Mrs. Barry.
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"My ankle," gasped Anne.
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"Oh, Diana, please find your father and ask him to take me home.
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I know I can never walk there.
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And I'm sure I couldn't hop so far on one foot when Jane couldn't even hop around the garden."
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In his arms he carried Anne, whose head lay limply against his shoulder.
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At that moment Marilla had a revelation.
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She would have admitted that she liked Anne—nay, that she was very fond of Anne.
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"Mr. Barry, what has happened to her?"
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she gasped, more white and shaken than the self-contained, sensible Marilla had been for many years.
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Anne herself answered, lifting her head.
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"Don't be very frightened, Marilla.
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I was walking the ridge-pole and I fell off.
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I expect I have sprained my ankle.
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But, Marilla, I might have broken my neck.
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Let us look on the bright side of things.
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"Bring her in here, Mr. Barry, and lay her on the sofa.
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Mercy me, the child has gone and fainted!"
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It was quite true.
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Overcome by the pain of her injury, Anne had one more of her wishes granted to her.
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She had fainted dead away.
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Anne's ankle was broken.
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"Aren't you very sorry for me, Marilla?"
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"It was your own fault," said Marilla, twitching down the blind and lighting a lamp.
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If I could blame it on anybody I would feel so much better.
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But what would you have done, Marilla, if you had been dared to walk a ridge-pole?"
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"I'd have stayed on good firm ground and let them dare away.
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Such absurdity!"
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said Marilla.
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Anne sighed.
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"But you have such strength of mind, Marilla.
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I haven't.
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I just felt that I couldn't bear Josie Pye's scorn.
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She would have crowed over me all my life.
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And I think I have been punished so much that you needn't be very cross with me, Marilla.
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It's not a bit nice to faint, after all.
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And the doctor hurt me dreadfully when he was setting my ankle.
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I won't be able to go around for six or seven weeks and I'll miss the new lady teacher.
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She won't be new any more by the time I'm able to go to school.
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And Gil— everybody will get ahead of me in class.
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Oh, I am an afflicted mortal.
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But I'll try to bear it all bravely if only you won't be cross with me, Marilla."
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"There, there, I'm not cross," said Marilla.
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Here now, try and eat some supper."
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"Isn't it fortunate I've got such an imagination?"
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said Anne.
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"It will help me through splendidly, I expect.
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What do people who haven't any imagination do when they break their bones, do you suppose, Marilla?"
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But she was not solely dependent on it.
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"It isn't very pleasant to be laid up; but there is a bright side to it, Marilla.
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You find out how many friends you have.
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Why, even Superintendent Bell came to see me, and he's really a very fine man.
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He could get over that if he'd take a little trouble.
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I gave him a good broad hint.
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I told him how hard I tried to make my own little private prayers interesting.
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He told me all about the time he broke his ankle when he was a boy.
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It does seem so strange to think of Superintendent Bell ever being a boy.
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Even my imagination has its limits for I can't imagine that.
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Now, it's so easy to imagine Mrs. Allan as a little girl.
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Mrs. Allan has been to see me fourteen times.
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Isn't that something to be proud of, Marilla?
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When a minister's wife has so many claims on her time!
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She is such a cheerful person to have visit you, too.
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She never tells you it's your own fault and she hopes you'll be a better girl on account of it.
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Even Josie Pye came to see me.
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If I had been killed she would have had to carry a dark burden of remorse all her life.
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Diana has been a faithful friend.
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She's been over every day to cheer my lonely pillow.
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The girls all think she is perfectly sweet.
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Diana says she has the loveliest fair curly hair and such fascinating eyes.
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She dresses beautifully, and her sleeve puffs are bigger than anybody else's in Avonlea.
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Oh, it's just glorious to think of it.
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Josie Pye says she hates it, but that is just because Josie has so little imagination.
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And they have physical culture exercises every morning and evening.
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Mrs. Lynde says she never heard of such goings-on and it all comes of having a lady teacher.
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But I think it must be splendid and I believe I shall find that Miss Stacy is a kindred spirit."
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Update: Thank to Gaby and her watching the movie, we now know that:
1. Anne only use the formal form ("Sie") at the start, but later (we agreed for Chapter XI) she will say "du" to Marilla and Matthew, and the formal form with everybody else but her classmates. Marilla and Rachel are friends and they use "du".
2. She likes overstatements and superlatives.
3. We need to translate "green gables" as it is done in the movie.

Anne of Green Gables (1908)

Written for all ages, it has been considered a children's novel since the mid-twentieth century. It recounts the adventures of Anne Shirley, an 11-year-old orphan girl who is mistakenly sent to Matthew and Marilla Cuthbert, a middle-aged brother and sister who had intended to adopt a boy to help them on their farm in Prince Edward Island. The novel recounts how Anne makes her way with the Cuthberts, in school, and within the town. Since publication, Anne of Green Gables has sold more than 50 million copies and has been translated into 20 languages. It has been adapted as film, made-for-television movies, and animated and live-action television series. — Excerpted from Anne of Green Gables (1908) on Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.
https://en.wikisource.org/wiki/Anne_of_Green_Gables_(1908)

by gaelle044 6 months, 3 weeks ago

CHAPTER XXIII.

ANNE COMES TO GRIEF IN AN AFFAIR OF HONOUR.

Anne had to live through more than two weeks, as it happened. Almost a month having elapsed since the liniment cake episode, it was high time for her to get into fresh trouble of some sort, little mistakes, such as absent-mindedly emptying a pan of skim milk into a basket of yarn balls in the pantry instead of into the pigs' bucket, and walking clean over the edge of the log bridge into the brook while wrapped in imaginative reverie, not really being worth counting.

A week after the tea at the manse Diana Barry gave a party.

"Small and select," Anne assured Marilla. "Just the girls in our class."

They had a very good time and nothing untoward happened until after tea, when they found themselves in the Barry garden, a little tired of all their games and ripe for any enticing form of mischief which might present itself. This presently took the form of "daring."

Daring was the fashionable amusement among the Avonlea small fry just then. It had begun among the boys, but soon spread to the girls, and all the silly things that were done in Avonlea that summer because the doers thereof were "dared" to do them would fill a book by themselves.

First of all Carrie Sloane dared Ruby Gillis to climb to a certain point in the huge old willow-tree before the front door; which Ruby Gillis, albeit in mortal dread of the fat green caterpillars with which said tree was infested and with the fear of her mother before her eyes if she should tear her new muslin dress, nimbly did, to the discomfiture of the aforesaid Carrie Sloane.

Then Josie Pye dared Jane Andrews to hop on her left leg around the garden without stopping once or putting her right foot to the ground; which Jane Andrews gamely tried to do, but gave out at the third corner and had to confess herself defeated.

Josie's triumph being rather more pronounced than good taste permitted, Anne Shirley dared her to walk along the top of the board fence which bounded the garden to the east. Now, to "walk" board fences requires more skill and steadiness of head and heel than one might suppose who has never tried it. But Josie Pye, if deficient in some qualities that make for popularity, had at least a natural and inborn gift, duly cultivated, for walking board fences. Josie walked the Barry fence with an airy unconcern which seemed to imply that a little thing like that wasn't worth a "dare." Reluctant admiration greeted her exploit, for most of the other girls could appreciate it, having suffered many things themselves in their efforts to walk fences. Josie descended from her perch, flushed with victory, and darted a defiant glance at Anne.

Anne tossed her red braids.

"I don't think it's such a very wonderful thing to walk a little, low, board fence," she said. "I knew a girl in Marysville who could walk the ridge-pole of a roof."

"I don't believe it," said Josie flatly. "I don't believe anybody could walk a ridge-pole. You couldn't, anyhow."

"Couldn't I?" cried Anne rashly.

"Then I dare you to do it," said Josie defiantly. "I dare you to climb up there and walk the ridge-pole of Mr. Barry's kitchen roof."

Anne turned pale, but there was clearly only one thing to be done. She walked towards the house, where a ladder was leaning against the kitchen roof. All the fifth-class girls said, "Oh!" partly in excitement, partly in dismay.

"Don't you do it, Anne," entreated Diana. "You'll fall off and be killed. Never mind Josie Pye. It isn't fair to dare anybody to do anything so dangerous."

"I must do it. My honour is at stake," said Anne solemnly. "I shall walk that ridge-pole, Diana, or perish in the attempt. If I am killed you are to have my pearl bead ring."
Anne climbed the ladder amid breathless silence, gained the ridge-pole, balanced herself uprightly on that precarious footing, and started to walk along it, dizzily conscious that she was uncomfortably high up in the world and that walking ridge-poles was not a thing in which your imagination helped you out much. Nevertheless, she managed to take several steps before the catastrophe came. Then she swayed, lost her balance, stumbled, staggered and fell, sliding down over the sun-baked roof and crashing off it through the tangle of Virginia creeper beneath—all before the dismayed circle below could give a simultaneous, terrified shriek.

If Anne had tumbled off the roof on the side up which she ascended Diana would probably have fallen heir to the pearl bead ring then and there. Fortunately she fell on the other side, where the roof extended down over the porch so nearly to the ground that a fall therefrom was a much less serious thing. Nevertheless, when Diana and the other girls had rushed frantically around the house—except Ruby Gillis, who remained as if rooted to the ground and went into hysterics—they found Anne lying all white and limp among the wreck and ruin of the Virginia creeper.

"Anne, are you killed?" shrieked Diana, throwing herself on her knees beside her friend. "Oh, Anne, dear Anne, speak just one word to me and tell me if you're killed."

To the immense relief of all the girls, and especially of Josie Pye, who, in spite of lack of imagination, had been seized with horrible visions of a future branded as the girl who was the cause of Anne Shirley's early and tragic death, Anne sat dizzily up and answered uncertainly:

"No, Diana, I am not killed, but I think I am rendered unconscious."

"Where?" sobbed Carrie Sloane. "Oh, where, Anne?"

Before Anne could answer Mrs. Barry appeared on the scene. At sight of her Anne tried to scramble to her feet, but sank back again with a sharp little cry of pain.

"What's the matter? Where have you hurt yourself?" demanded Mrs. Barry.

"My ankle," gasped Anne. "Oh, Diana, please find your father and ask him to take me home. I know I can never walk there. And I'm sure I couldn't hop so far on one foot when Jane couldn't even hop around the garden."

Marilla was out in the orchard picking a panful of summer apples when she saw Mr. Barry coming over the log bridge and up the slope, with Mrs. Barry beside him and a whole procession of little girls trailing after him. In his arms he carried Anne, whose head lay limply against his shoulder.

At that moment Marilla had a revelation. In the sudden stab of fear that pierced to her very heart she realized what Anne had come to mean to her. She would have admitted that she liked Anne—nay, that she was very fond of Anne. But now she knew as she hurried wildly down the slope that Anne was dearer to her than anything on earth.

"Mr. Barry, what has happened to her?" she gasped, more white and shaken than the self-contained, sensible Marilla had been for many years.

Anne herself answered, lifting her head.

"Don't be very frightened, Marilla. I was walking the ridge-pole and I fell off. I expect I have sprained my ankle. But, Marilla, I might have broken my neck. Let us look on the bright side of things.

"I might have known you'd go and do something of the sort when I let you go to that party," said Marilla, sharp and shrewish in her very relief. "Bring her in here, Mr. Barry, and lay her on the sofa. Mercy me, the child has gone and fainted!"

It was quite true. Overcome by the pain of her injury, Anne had one more of her wishes granted to her. She had fainted dead away.

Matthew, hastily summoned from the harvest field, was straightway despatched for the doctor, who in due time came, to discover that the injury was more serious than they had supposed. Anne's ankle was broken.

That night, when Marilla went up to the east gable, where a white-faced girl was lying, a plaintive voice greeted her from the bed.

"Aren't you very sorry for me, Marilla?"

"It was your own fault," said Marilla, twitching down the blind and lighting a lamp.

"And that is just why you should be sorry for me," said Anne, "because the thought that it is all my own fault is what makes it so hard. If I could blame it on anybody I would feel so much better. But what would you have done, Marilla, if you had been dared to walk a ridge-pole?"

"I'd have stayed on good firm ground and let them dare away. Such absurdity!" said Marilla.

Anne sighed.

"But you have such strength of mind, Marilla. I haven't. I just felt that I couldn't bear Josie Pye's scorn. She would have crowed over me all my life. And I think I have been punished so much that you needn't be very cross with me, Marilla. It's not a bit nice to faint, after all. And the doctor hurt me dreadfully when he was setting my ankle. I won't be able to go around for six or seven weeks and I'll miss the new lady teacher. She won't be new any more by the time I'm able to go to school. And Gil— everybody will get ahead of me in class. Oh, I am an afflicted mortal. But I'll try to bear it all bravely if only you won't be cross with me, Marilla."

"There, there, I'm not cross," said Marilla. "You're an unlucky child, there's no doubt about that; but, as you say, you'll have the suffering of it. Here now, try and eat some supper."

"Isn't it fortunate I've got such an imagination?" said Anne. "It will help me through splendidly, I expect. What do people who haven't any imagination do when they break their bones, do you suppose, Marilla?"

Anne had good reason to bless her imagination many a time and oft during the tedious seven weeks that followed. But she was not solely dependent on it. She had many visitors and not a day passed without one or more of the schoolgirls dropping in to bring her flowers and books and tell her all the happenings in the juvenile world of Avonlea.

"Everybody has been so good and kind, Marilla," sighed Anne happily, on the day when she could first limp across the floor. "It isn't very pleasant to be laid up; but there is a bright side to it, Marilla. You find out how many friends you have. Why, even Superintendent Bell came to see me, and he's really a very fine man. Not a kindred spirit, of course; but still I like him and I'm awfully sorry I ever criticized his prayers. I believe now he really does mean them, only he has got into the habit of saying them as if he didn't. He could get over that if he'd take a little trouble. I gave him a good broad hint. I told him how hard I tried to make my own little private prayers interesting. He told me all about the time he broke his ankle when he was a boy. It does seem so strange to think of Superintendent Bell ever being a boy. Even my imagination has its limits for I can't imagine that. When I try to imagine him as a boy I see him with gray whiskers and spectacles, just as he looks in Sunday-school, only small. Now, it's so easy to imagine Mrs. Allan as a little girl. Mrs. Allan has been to see me fourteen times. Isn't that something to be proud of, Marilla? When a minister's wife has so many claims on her time! She is such a cheerful person to have visit you, too. She never tells you it's your own fault and she hopes you'll be a better girl on account of it. Mrs. Lynde always told me that when she came to see me; and she said it in a kind of way that made me feel she might hope I'd be a better girl, but didn't really believe I would. Even Josie Pye came to see me. I received her as politely as I could, because I think she was sorry she dared me to walk a ridge-pole. If I had been killed she would have had to carry a dark burden of remorse all her life. Diana has been a faithful friend. She's been over every day to cheer my lonely pillow. But oh, I shall be so glad when I can go to school for I've heard such exciting things about the new teacher. The girls all think she is perfectly sweet. Diana says she has the loveliest fair curly hair and such fascinating eyes. She dresses beautifully, and her sleeve puffs are bigger than anybody else's in Avonlea. Every other Friday afternoon she has recitations and everybody has to say a piece or take part in a dialogue. Oh, it's just glorious to think of it. Josie Pye says she hates it, but that is just because Josie has so little imagination. Diana and Ruby Gillis and Jane Andrews are preparing a dialogue, called 'A Morning Visit,' for next Friday. And the Friday afternoons they don't have recitations Miss Stacy takes them all to the woods for a 'field' day and they study ferns and flowers and birds. And they have physical culture exercises every morning and evening. Mrs. Lynde says she never heard of such goings-on and it all comes of having a lady teacher. But I think it must be splendid and I believe I shall find that Miss Stacy is a kindred spirit."

"There's one thing plain to be seen, Anne," said Marilla, "and that is that your fall off the Barry roof hasn't injured your tongue at all."