Oh dear, I'm afraid Rachel was right from the first.

But I've put my hand to the plow and I won't look back." That was a dismal morning.

Marilla worked fiercely and scrubbed the porch floor and the dairy shelves when she could find nothing else to do.

Neither the shelves nor the porch needed it--but Marilla did.

Then she went out and raked the yard.
When dinner was ready she went to the stairs and called Anne.