I'm so afraid I'll do something silly or forget to do something I should do.

Would it be good manners to take a second helping of anything if you wanted to VERY much ?" "The trouble with you, Anne, is that you're thinking too much about yourself.

You should just think of Mrs.Allan and what would be nicest and most agreeable to her," said Marilla, hitting for once in her life on a very sound and pithy piece of advice.

Anne instantly realized this.
"You are right, Marilla.

I'll try not to think about myself at all." Anne evidently got through her visit without any serious breach of "etiquette," for she came home through the twilight, under a great, high-sprung sky gloried over with trails of saffron and rosy cloud, in a beatified state of mind and told Marilla all about it happily, sitting on the big red-sandstone slab at the kitchen door with her tired curly head in Marilla's gingham lap.
A cool wind was blowing down over the long harvest fields from the rims of firry western hills and whistling through the poplars.