Chapter 12 1/2
"Oh Marilla! Diana and I had the most wonderful time today. We
played in her garden where she has the most magnificent little house with a
kitchen that has pots and pans and little play food and a family room with a
couch and everything!" Anne exclaimed all at once as she ran through the
door.
"Oh, dear child, how wonderful it is that you have made a friend, but
you mustn't get too excited, ... " said Marilla before Anne interrupted her.
"But she is my bosom friend, and we shall be forever together, and
have such a romantic time. We shall have tea parties, and own our castle,
and we shall..."
"Heavens child, it is rude to interrupt. And I don't intend for you to
spend you whole lives together. Sometimes if you spend too much time with
an individual, you will get sick and tired of them."
"Well! How do you go about and tell people not to do things when
you are doing the same! You interrupted me, so how does that give you the
right to get angry at me about interrupting you."Anne said a little bit
annoyed with Marilla.
"Anne Shirley! Do not talk back to me! That is very rude especially to
one's own mother!" shouted Marilla in response.
Suddenly, Anne was silent; her emerald eyes twinkling with
bewilderment. "You consider me to be your child?" Anne finally replied
curiously.
"It doesn't matter." whispered Marilla. "Now go to your room in and
finish your patchwork before supper."
As she ambled in a daze back to the east gable to finish her patch
work, her long, crimson hair rippled down her back like a wave of
inspiration.
As Anne was sewing , she was imagining all of the magical adventures
that the two girls would endorse while exploring their humanity of
remarkable dreams.
She peered out the glossy window, and was astonished to see the
striking face of her beautiful bosom friend, Diana. She screached a piercing
whisper to Diana, "We shall run away together to the Lake of Shining
Waters, and erect a beautiful sapphire castle, and change our names. Mine
shall be Cordelia and yours shall be Aurora. We shall have the most
romantic time in our own land called Tulip Grove. In Tulip Grove we can
roam around in the tulip fields and have tea parties whenever we desire.
We may play our castle game in a real castle made out of only the most
elegant sapphires. You and I would wear elegant gowns; yours lavender
and mine rose pink. Oh Diana, wouldn't that be the most splendid thing in
the world?" Anne was getting so agitated with excitement that she hadn't
noticed that she was just imagining Diana. But, she didn't mind. She kept
telling "Diana" about her plans when they ran away together to Tulip Grove.
When Marilla called Anne down for supper, she was just sewing up
her last stitch of the dreadfully boring patchwork. She came flying down
through the halls to the table where supper had been nicely placed on top of
a lovely rose tablecloth.
"What are you so pleased about?" Marilla questioned as she put the
last few things on the table. "I thought that your hatred for patchwork was
as strong as the Hoover Dam? At least, that's what you told me last week."
"Yes Marilla," stated Anne happily, "but I enjoyed patchwork today
because I imagined that Diana was sitting there doing patchwork with me.
We were chatting about how we wanted to run away together to our own
land called Tulip Grove. Oh Marilla, Tulip Grove is the prettiest place I've
ever seen. Since it is so beautiful, it is the perfect place for Diana and I.
And oh is it ever so dreamy! It was simply magical!"