en-de  Anne of Green Gables /Chapter XIII Medium
13. Kapitel


VORFREUDE


"Es ist Zeit", sagte Marilla. Anne war drinnen, um ihre Näharbeiten zu erledigen, und blickte zu der Uhr und dann hinaus in den gelben Augustnachmittag, wo alles in der Hitze schlummerte. " Sie spielte über eine halbe Stunde länger mit Diana, als ich erlaubt hatte; und nun hat sie sich dort draußen niedergelassen und unterhält sich ohne Punkt und Komma mit Matthew, obwohl sie ganz gut weiß, dass sie bei ihrer Arbeit sein sollte. Und natürlich hört er ihr zu wie ein perfekter Depp. Ich sah nie solch einen vernarrten Mann. Je mehr sie redet und je verrückter die Dinge sind, die sie sagt, desto mehr ist er offensichtlich entzückt. Anne Shirley, du kommst sofort herein, hörst du!"

Mit einer Reihe von Steppschritten am Westfenster kam Anne aus dem Hof hereingeschneit, leuchtende Augen, die Wangen leicht gerötet, das ungeflochtene Haar wehte hinter ihr in leuchtender Flut.

"Oh, Marilla", rief sie atemlos, " nächste Woche gibt es ein Picknick der Sonntagsschule - im Feld von Mr. Harmon Andrews, ganz in der Nähe des 'Sees des glänzenden Wassers'. Und Mrs. Superintendent Bell und Mrs. Rachel Lynde werden Eiscreme machen - denk mal, Marilla- Eiscreme! Und oh, Marilla, kann ich hingehen?"

"Schaust du bitte mal auf die Uhr, Anne. Wann, sagte ich dir, solltest du hereinkommen?"

"Zwei Uhr- aber ist es mit dem Picknick nicht herrlich, Marilla? Bitte, kann ich gehen? Oh, ich war nie bei einem Picknick - ich habe von Picknicks geträumt, aber ich habe nie- " " Ja, ich sagte dir, um zwei Uhr zu kommen. Und es ist viertel vor drei Uhr. Ich möchte gerne wissen, warum du mir nicht gehorchtest, Anne."

"Warum, ich wollte es ja, Marilla, so viel ich nur konnte. Aber du kannst dir nicht vorstellen, wie faszinierend Idlewild ist. Und dann musste ich natürlich Matthew von dem Picknick erzählen. Matthew ist so ein mitfühlender Zuhörer. Bitte darf ich gehen?"

"Du musst lernen, der Faszination des Idle-wie auch immer du es nennst, zu widerstehen. Wenn ich dir sage, dass du zu einer bestimmten Zeit reinkommen sollst, dann meine ich diese Zeit und nicht eine halbe Stunde später. Und du musst auch nicht auf deinem Weg anhalten, um dich mit verständnisvollen Zuhörern zu unterhalten. Was das Picknick betrifft, kannst du natürlich gehen. "Du bist eine Sonntagsschülerin, und es ist nicht anzunehmen, dass ich mich weigern würde, dich gehen zu lassen, wenn all die anderen kleinen Mädchen gehen."

"Aber-aber", stammelte Anne, "Diana sagt, dass jeder einen Korb voller Speisen mitbringen muss. Ich kann nicht kochen, wie du weißt, Marilla, und ich habe nichts dagegen, zu einem Picknick ohne Puffärmel zu gehen, aber ich würde mich schrecklich bloßgestellt fühlen, wenn ich ohne einen Korb gehen müsste. Seit Diana es mir gesagt hat, lässt es mir keine Ruhe."

Nun, es muss nicht länger quälen. Ich werde dir einen Korb voll backen."

"Oh, du liebe, gute Marilla. Oh, du bist so nett zu mir. Oh, ich bin dir so dankbar."

Als Anne ihre "Ohs“alle verbraucht hatte, warf sie sich in Marillas Arme und küsste hingerissen ihre blasse Wange. Es war das erste Mal in ihrem ganzen Leben, dass kindliche Lippen freiwillig Marillas Gesicht berührt hatten. Wieder begeisterte sie diese plötzliche Empfindung der überraschenden Liebenswürdigkeit. Sie war insgeheim über Annes impulsive Umarmung ziemlich froh, was wahrscheinlich der Grund war, warum sie schroff sagte: "Aber, aber, lass es gut sein mit deinem Kusstheater. Ich würde lieber sehen, dass du genau das tust, was man dir sagt. Was das Kochen angeht, habe ich vor anzufangen, dir in den nächsten Tagen Unterricht darin zu geben. Aber du bist so kopflos, Anne, ich habe gewartet, um zu sehen, ob du etwas ernsthafter würdest und lernen würdest, verläßlich zu sein, bevor ich anfange. Du darfst beim Kochen nicht den Kopf verlieren, mittendrin aufhören und deine Gedanken über Gott und die Welt schweifen lassen. Jetzt hol dein Patchwork raus und lass dein Quadrat vor der Teezeit fertig werden."

"Ich mag Patchwork nicht" sagte Anne trübsinnig, indem sie ihren Handarbeitskorb heraussuchte und mit einem Seufzer vor einem kleinen Haufen rot-weißer Diamanten Platz nahm, "Ich denke, die eine oder andere Näharbeit wäre nett; aber bei Patchwork ist kein Spielraum für Fantasie. Es ist nur eine kleine Naht nach der anderen und man scheint niemals weiterzukommen. Aber natürlich wäre ich lieber Anne of Green Gables, die Patchwork näht, als Anne von irgendeinem anderen Ort, die nichts anderes zu tun hat, als zu spielen. Ich wünsche mir dennoch, die Zeit verginge beim Flickennähen so schnell, wie wenn ich mit Diana spiele. Oh, wir haben so tolle Zeit miteinander, Marilla. Die meiste Phantasie muss ich einbringen, aber dazu bin ich gut in der Lage. Diana ist einfach perfekt in allen anderen Dingen. Du kennst das kleine Stück Land hinter dem Bach, der zwischen unserer und Mr. Barrys Farm verläuft. Es gehört Mr. William Bell, und genau in der Ecke ist ein kleiner Kreis von weißen Birken - der romantischste Ort, Marilla. Diana und ich haben dort unser Spielhäuschen. Wir nennen es Idlewild. Ist das nicht ein poetischer Name? Ich versichere dir, es hat mich einige Zeit gekostet, es mir auszudenken. Ich blieb nahezu eine ganze Nacht wach, bevor ich es erfand. Dann, ich war gerade dabei in den Schlaf zu versinken, kam es wie eine Eingebung. Diana war hingerissen, als sie es hörte. Wir haben unser Haus geschmackvoll in Ordnung gebracht. Du musst kommen und es sehen, Marilla - ja? Wir haben als Sitze supergroße Steine, alle mit Moos bewachsen, und von Baum zu Baum Bretter als Regale. Und wir haben unser gesamtes Geschirr darauf. Natürlich, es ist alles zerbrochen, aber die leichteste Sache in der Welt ist, sich vorzustellen, dass es ganz ist. Es gibt ein Tellerstück mit einem Zweig roten und gelben Efeus darauf, das ist besonders schön. Wir bewahren es im Salon auf, und wir haben auch das Zauberglas dort. Das Feenglas ist so wunderschön wie ein Traum. Diana fand es draußen in den Wäldern hinter ihrem Hühnerstall. Es ist alles voller Regenbögen - nur kleine, junge Regenbögen, die noch nicht groß sind -- und Dianas Mutter erzählte ihr, dass es von einer Hängelampe, die sie einmal gehabt hätten, abgebrochen sei. Aber es ist netter, sich vorzustellen, die Feen hätten es eines nachts verloren, als sie ein Tanzfest hatten, so nennen wir es das Feenglas. Matthew wird und einen Tisch machen. Oh, wir haben diesen kleinen, runden Tümpel oberhalb in Mr. Barrys Feld Willowmere getauft. Ich nahm diesen Namen aus dem Buch, das Diana mir lieh. Das war ein entzückendes Buch, Marilla. Die Heldin hatte fünf Liebhaber. Ich würde mit einem zufrieden sein, du nicht? Sie war sehr hübsch und sie durchlebte große Schwierigkeiten. Sie konnte kinderleicht ohnmächtig werden. Ich würde liebend gerne in der Lage sein, in Ohnmacht zu fallen, du nicht auch, Marilla? Es ist so romantisch. Aber ich bin wirklich sehr gesund dafür, dass ich so dünn bin. Aber ich glaube, ich werde immer dicker. Glaubst du nicht, dass ich das werde? Ich sehe mir jeden Morgen meine Ellbogen an, wenn ich aufstehe, um zu sehen, ob schon irgendwelche Grübchen kommen. Diana bekommt ein neues Kleid mit Ellbogenärmel. Sie wird es zum Picknick tragen. Oh, ich hoffe, dass es nächsten Mittwoch gut laufen wird. Falls etwas passieren sollte, das mich daran hindert, zum Picknick zu kommen, habe ich das Gefühl, die Enttäuschung nicht ertragen zu können. Ich nehme an, ich würde es überleben, aber ich bin mir sicher, es wäre ein lebenslanger Schmerz. Es würde nicht von Belang sein, wenn ich in den Jahren danach zu hundert Picknicks gehen würde; sie würden es nicht wettmachen, wenn ich dieses Picknick versäumen würde. Es wird Boote auf dem See des glänzenden Wassers geben - und Eiscreme, wie ich dir erzählt habe. Ich habe noch nie Eiscreme probiert. Diana hat zu erklären versucht, wie es schmeckt, aber ich vermute, Eiscreme ist eines von den Dingen, die außerhalb der Vorstellung sind."

"Anne, du hast jetzt der Uhr nach zehn Minuten lang erzählt", sagte Marilla. Jetzt sieh mal, nur aus Neugierde, ob du deine Zunge für dieselbe Dauer im Zaum halten kannst."

Anne hielt ihren Mund wie gewünscht. Aber für den Rest der Woche sprach sie vom Picknick, dachte ans Picknick und träumte vom Picknick. Am Samstag regnete es und sie steigerte sich aus Furcht, dass es bis Mittwoch und darüber hinaus weiterregnen könnte, in so einen verzweifelten Zustand, dass Marilla sie ein zusätzliches Patchworkquadrat nähen ließ, um ihre Nerven zu beruhigen.

Am Sonntag vertraute Anne Marilla auf dem Weg von der Kirche nach Hause an, dass ihr sogar vor Aufregung am ganzen Körper kalt wurde, als der Pfarrer das Picknick von der Kanzel ankündigte.

"So aufregend, wie es mir den Rücken hinauf und runter lief, Marilla! Um ehrlich zu sein, habe ich bis dahin eigentlich nie geglaubt, dass es tatsächlich ein Picknick geben würde. Ich konnte nicht anders, als Angst zu haben, dass ich es mir nur eingebildet hätte. Aber wenn ein Pfarrer etwas auf der Kanzel sagt, muss man es einfach glauben."

"Du hängst dein Herz zu sehr an Dinge, Anne," sagte Marilla mit einem Seufzer. "Ich fürchte, dass das Leben eine große Anzahl von Enttäuschungen für dich bereithält."

"Oh Marilla, sich auf Dinge zu freuen, ist schon die halbe Freude daran," rief Anne aus. "Die Sache selbst kann schon mal daneben gehen; aber nichts kann die Vorfreude darauf verhindern. Mrs. Lynde sagt: 'Selig sind die, die nichts erwarten, weil sie nicht enttäuscht sein werden.' Aber ich denke, es wäre schlimmer nichts zu erwarten, als enttäuscht zu werden."

Marilla trug an diesem Tag zum Gottesdienst wie gewöhnlich ihre Amethystbrosche. Marilla trug zum Gottesdienst immer ihre Amethystbrosche. Sie hätte es für ziemlich gotteslästerlich gehalten, sie auszulassen - so schlimm wie das Vergessen ihrer Bibel oder ihres Kollektengroschens. Diese Amethystbrosche war Marillas wertvollster Besitz. Ein zur See fahrender Onkel hatte sie ihrer Mutter gegeben, die sie dann wiederum Marilla vererbt hatte. Sie war ein altmodisches Oval und enthielt einen Zopf aud den Haaren ihrer Mutter, umgeben mit einer Umrandung von sehr feinen Amethysten. Marilla wusste zu wenig über Edelsteine, um zu erkennen, wie edel die Amethyste tatsächlich waren; aber sie fand sie sehr schön und war sich immer ihres violetten Schimmers an ihrem Hals über ihrem guten, braunen Satinkleid wohlig bewusst, auch wenn sie sie nicht sehen konnte.

Anne war hingerissen vor Bewunderung, als sie die Brosche zum ersten Mal sah.

"Oh Marilla, es ist eine perfekt elegante Brosche. Ich weiß nicht, wie du bei der Predigt oder bei den Gebeten aufpassen kannst, wenn du sie trägst. Ich könnte es nicht, das weiß ich. Ich denke, Amethyste sind einfach süß. Sie sind so, wie ich früher dachte, dass Diamanten so wären. Lange bevor ich je einen Diamanten gesehen hatte, las ich etwas über sie und versuchte mir vorzustellen, wie sie aussehen würden. Ich dachte, sie würden wunderschöne, glitzernde , lila Steine sein. Als ich eines Tages einen richtigen Diamanten in dem Ring einer Frau sah, war ich so enttäuscht, dass ich weinte. Natürlich, er war sehr schön, aber er entsprach nicht meinen Vorstellungen von einem Diamanten. Lässt du mich die Brosche für eine Minute halten, Marilla? Glaubst du, Amethyste können die Seelen von schönen Veilchen sein?
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CHAPTER XIII.
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THE DELIGHTS OF ANTICIPATION.
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And of course he's listening to her like a perfect ninny.
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I never saw such an infatuated man.
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The more she talks and the odder the things she says, the more he's delighted evidently.
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Anne Shirley, you come right in here this minute, do you hear me!"
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And Mrs.
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And oh, Marilla, can I go to it?"
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"Just look at the clock, if you please, Anne.
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What time did I tell you to come in?"
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"Two o'clock—but isn't it splendid about the picnic, Marilla?
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Please can I go?
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And it's a quarter to three.
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I'd like to know why you didn't obey me, Anne."
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"Why, I meant to, Marilla, as much as could be.
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But you have no idea how fascinating Idlewild is.
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And then, of course, I had to tell Matthew about the picnic.
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Matthew is such a sympathetic listener.
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Please can I go?"
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"You'll have to learn to resist the fascination of Idle-whatever-you-call-it.
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When I tell you to come in at a certain time I mean that time and not half an hour later.
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And you needn't stop to discourse with sympathetic listeners on your way, either.
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As for the picnic, of course you can go.
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"But—but," faltered Anne, "Diana says that everybody must take a basket of things to eat.
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It's been preying on my mind ever since Diana told me."
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"Well, it needn't prey any longer.
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I'll bake you a basket."
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"Oh, you dear good Marilla.
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Oh, you are so kind to me.
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Oh, I'm so much obliged to you."
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It was the first time in her whole life that childish lips had voluntarily touched Marilla's face.
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Again that sudden sensation of startling sweetness thrilled her.
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I'd sooner see you doing strictly as you're told.
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As for cooking, I mean to begin giving you lessons in that some of these days.
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Now, get out your patchwork and have your square done before tea-time."
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It's just one little seam after another and you never seem to be getting anywhere.
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I wish time went as quick sewing patches as it does when I'm playing with Diana, though.
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Oh, we do have such elegant times, Marilla.
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I have to furnish most of the imagination, but I'm well able to do that.
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Diana is simply perfect in every other way.
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Diana and I have our play-house there.
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We call it Idlewild.
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Isn't that a poetical name?
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I assure you it took me some time to think it out.
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I stayed awake nearly a whole night before I invented it.
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Then, just as I was dropping off to sleep, it came like an inspiration.
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Diana was enraptured when she heard it.
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We have got our house fixed up elegantly.
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You must come and see it, Marilla—won't you?
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And we have all our dishes on them.
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There's a piece of a plate with a spray of red and yellow ivy on it that is especially beautiful.
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We keep it in the parlour and we have the fairy glass there, too.
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The fairy glass is as lovely as a dream.
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Diana found it out in the woods behind their chicken house.
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Matthew is going to make us a table.
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Oh, we have named that little round pool over in Mr. Barry's field Willowmere.
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I got that name out of the book Diana lent me.
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That was a thrilling book, Marilla.
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The heroine had five lovers.
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I'd be satisfied with one, wouldn't you?
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She was very handsome and she went through great tribulations.
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She could faint as easy as anything.
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I'd love to be able to faint, wouldn't you, Marilla?
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It's so romantic.
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But I'm really very healthy for all I'm so thin.
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I believe I'm getting fatter, though.
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Don't you think I am?
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I look at my elbows every morning when I get up to see if any dimples are coming.
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Diana is having a new dress made with elbow sleeves.
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She is going to wear it to the picnic.
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Oh, I do hope it will be fine next Wednesday.
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I suppose I'd live through it, but I'm certain it would be a lifelong sorrow.
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I have never tasted ice-cream.
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"Anne, you have talked even on for ten minutes by the clock," said Marilla.
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Anne held her tongue as desired.
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But for the rest of the week she talked picnic and thought picnic and dreamed picnic.
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"Such a thrill as went up and down my back, Marilla!
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I couldn't help fearing I'd only imagined it.
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But when a minister says a thing in the pulpit you just have to believe it."
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"You set your heart too much on things, Anne," said Marilla with a sigh.
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"I'm afraid there'll be a great many disappointments in store for you through life."
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"Oh, Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them," exclaimed Anne.
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But I think it would be worse to expect nothing than to be disappointed."
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Marilla wore her amethyst brooch to church that day as usual.
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Marilla always wore her amethyst brooch to church.
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That amethyst brooch was Manila's most treasured possession.
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A sea-faring uncle had given it to her mother who in turn had bequeathed it to Marilla.
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Anne had been smitten with delighted admiration when she first saw that brooch.
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"Oh, Marilla, it's a perfectly elegant brooch.
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I couldn't, I know.
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I think amethysts are just sweet.
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They are what I used to think diamonds were like.
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I thought they would be lovely glimmering purple stones.
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When I saw a real diamond in a lady's ring one day I was so disappointed I cried.
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Of course, it was very lovely but it wasn't my idea of a diamond.
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Will you let me hold the brooch for one minute, Marilla?
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Do you think amethysts can be the souls of good violets?"
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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.

by gaelle044 10 months, 1 week ago

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.
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by gaelle044 10 months, 1 week ago

CHAPTER XIII.

THE DELIGHTS OF ANTICIPATION.

"It's time Anne was in to do her sewing," said Marilla, glancing at the clock and then out into the yellow August afternoon where everything drowsed in the heat. "She stayed playing with Diana more than half an hour more'n I gave her leave to; and now she's perched out there on the woodpile talking to Matthew, nineteen to the dozen, when she knows perfectly well that she ought to be at her work. And of course he's listening to her like a perfect ninny. I never saw such an infatuated man. The more she talks and the odder the things she says, the more he's delighted evidently. Anne Shirley, you come right in here this minute, do you hear me!"

A series of staccato taps on the west window brought Anne flying in from the yard, eyes shining, cheeks faintly flushed with pink, unbraided hair streaming behind her in a torrent of brightness.

"Oh, Marilla," she exclaimed breathlessly, "there's going to be a Sunday-school picnic next week—in Mr. Harmon Andrews' field, right near the Lake of Shining Waters. And Mrs. Superintendent Bell and Mrs. Rachel Lynde are going to make ice-cream—think of it, Marilla—ice-cream! And oh, Marilla, can I go to it?"

"Just look at the clock, if you please, Anne. What time did I tell you to come in?"

"Two o'clock—but isn't it splendid about the picnic, Marilla? Please can I go? Oh, I've never been to a picnic—I've dreamed of picnics, but I've never—"

"Yes, I told you to come at two o'clock. And it's a quarter to three. I'd like to know why you didn't obey me, Anne."

"Why, I meant to, Marilla, as much as could be. But you have no idea how fascinating Idlewild is. And then, of course, I had to tell Matthew about the picnic. Matthew is such a sympathetic listener. Please can I go?"

"You'll have to learn to resist the fascination of Idle-whatever-you-call-it. When I tell you to come in at a certain time I mean that time and not half an hour later. And you needn't stop to discourse with sympathetic listeners on your way, either. As for the picnic, of course you can go. You're a Sunday-school scholar, and it's not likely I'd refuse to let you go when all the other little girls are going."

"But—but," faltered Anne, "Diana says that everybody must take a basket of things to eat. I can't cook, as you know, Marilla, and—and—I don't mind going to a picnic without puffed sleeves so much, but I'd feel terribly humiliated if I had to go without a basket. It's been preying on my mind ever since Diana told me."

"Well, it needn't prey any longer. I'll bake you a basket."

"Oh, you dear good Marilla. Oh, you are so kind to me. Oh, I'm so much obliged to you."

Getting through with her "ohs" Anne cast herself into Marilla's arms and rapturously kissed her sallow cheek. It was the first time in her whole life that childish lips had voluntarily touched Marilla's face. Again that sudden sensation of startling sweetness thrilled her. She was secretly vastly pleased at Anne's impulsive caress, which was probably the reason why she said brusquely:

"There, there, never mind your kissing nonsense. I'd sooner see you doing strictly as you're told. As for cooking, I mean to begin giving you lessons in that some of these days. But you're so feather-brained, Anne, I've been waiting to see if you'd sober down a little and learn to be steady before I begin. You've got to keep your wits about you in cooking and not stop in the middle of things to let your thoughts rove over all creation. Now, get out your patchwork and have your square done before tea-time."

"I do not like patchwork," said Anne dolefully, hunting out her workbasket and sitting down before a little heap of red and white diamonds with a sigh, "I think some kinds of sewing would be nice; but there's no scope for imagination in patchwork. It's just one little seam after another and you never seem to be getting anywhere. But of course I'd rather be Anne of Green Gables sewing patchwork than Anne of any other place with nothing to do but play. I wish time went as quick sewing patches as it does when I'm playing with Diana, though. Oh, we do have such elegant times, Marilla. I have to furnish most of the imagination, but I'm well able to do that. Diana is simply perfect in every other way. You know that little piece of land across the brook that runs up between our farm and Mr. Barry's. It belongs to Mr. William Bell, and right in the corner there is a little ring of white birch trees—the most romantic spot, Marilla. Diana and I have our play-house there. We call it Idlewild. Isn't that a poetical name? I assure you it took me some time to think it out. I stayed awake nearly a whole night before I invented it. Then, just as I was dropping off to sleep, it came like an inspiration. Diana was enraptured when she heard it. We have got our house fixed up elegantly. You must come and see it, Marilla—won't you? We have great big stones, all covered with moss, for seats, and boards from tree to tree for shelves. And we have all our dishes on them. Of course, they're all broken but it's the easiest thing in the world to imagine that they are whole. There's a piece of a plate with a spray of red and yellow ivy on it that is especially beautiful. We keep it in the parlour and we have the fairy glass there, too. The fairy glass is as lovely as a dream. Diana found it out in the woods behind their chicken house. It's all full of rainbows—just little young rainbows that haven't grown big yet—and Diana's mother told her it was broken off a hanging lamp they once had. But it's nicer to imagine the fairies lost it one night when they had a ball, so we call it the fairy glass. Matthew is going to make us a table. Oh, we have named that little round pool over in Mr. Barry's field Willowmere. I got that name out of the book Diana lent me. That was a thrilling book, Marilla. The heroine had five lovers. I'd be satisfied with one, wouldn't you? She was very handsome and she went through great tribulations. She could faint as easy as anything. I'd love to be able to faint, wouldn't you, Marilla? It's so romantic. But I'm really very healthy for all I'm so thin. I believe I'm getting fatter, though. Don't you think I am? I look at my elbows every morning when I get up to see if any dimples are coming. Diana is having a new dress made with elbow sleeves. She is going to wear it to the picnic. Oh, I do hope it will be fine next Wednesday. I don't feel that I could endure the disappointment if anything happened to prevent me from getting to the picnic. I suppose I'd live through it, but I'm certain it would be a lifelong sorrow. It wouldn't matter if I got to a hundred picnics in after years; they wouldn't make up for missing this one. They're going to have boats on the Lake of Shining Waters—and ice-cream as I told you. I have never tasted ice-cream. Diana tried to explain what it was like, but I guess ice-cream is one of those things that are beyond imagination."

"Anne, you have talked even on for ten minutes by the clock," said Marilla. Now, just for curiosity's sake, see if you can hold your tongue for the same length of time."

Anne held her tongue as desired. But for the rest of the week she talked picnic and thought picnic and dreamed picnic. On Saturday it rained and she worked herself up into such a frantic state lest it should keep on raining until and over Wednesday, that Marilla made her sew an extra patchwork square by way of steadying her nerves.

On Sunday Anne confided to Marilla on the way home from church that she grew actually cold all over with excitement when the minister announced the picnic from the pulpit.

"Such a thrill as went up and down my back, Marilla! I don't think I'd ever really believed until then that there was honestly going to be a picnic. I couldn't help fearing I'd only imagined it. But when a minister says a thing in the pulpit you just have to believe it."

"You set your heart too much on things, Anne," said Marilla with a sigh. "I'm afraid there'll be a great many disappointments in store for you through life."

"Oh, Marilla, looking forward to things is half the pleasure of them," exclaimed Anne. "You mayn't get the things themselves; but nothing can prevent you from having the fun of looking forward to them. Mrs. Lynde says, 'Blessed are they who expect nothing for they shall not be disappointed.' But I think it would be worse to expect nothing than to be disappointed."

Marilla wore her amethyst brooch to church that day as usual. Marilla always wore her amethyst brooch to church. She would have thought it rather sacrilegious to leave it off—as bad as forgetting her Bible or her collection dime. That amethyst brooch was Manila's most treasured possession. A sea-faring uncle had given it to her mother who in turn had bequeathed it to Marilla. It was an old-fashioned oval, containing a braid of her mother's hair, surrounded by a border of very fine amethysts. Marilla knew too little about precious stones to realize how fine the amethysts actually were; but she thought them very beautiful and was always pleasantly conscious of their violet shimmer at her throat, above her good brown satin dress, even although she could not see it.

Anne had been smitten with delighted admiration when she first saw that brooch.

"Oh, Marilla, it's a perfectly elegant brooch. I don't know how you can pay attention to the sermon or the prayers when you have it on. I couldn't, I know. I think amethysts are just sweet. They are what I used to think diamonds were like. Long ago, before I had ever seen a diamond, I read about them and I tried to imagine what they would be like. I thought they would be lovely glimmering purple stones. When I saw a real diamond in a lady's ring one day I was so disappointed I cried. Of course, it was very lovely but it wasn't my idea of a diamond. Will you let me hold the brooch for one minute, Marilla? Do you think amethysts can be the souls of good violets?"