Thursday, February 19, 2009

The Delights of Anticipation (ch 13)

I can't imagine having never had ice cream or a childs kiss.

"...Anne cast herself into Marilla's arms and raptuously kissed her sallw cheek. It was the first time in her whole life that childish lips had volunatily 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:"



brusquely - abrupt in manner
sallow - a sickly yellowish color (really??)

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