It was really a rather cold house; and when the frosty nights came the girls were very glad to snuggle down under Mrs.Lynde's quilts, and hoped that the loan of them might be accounted unto her for righteousness.

Anne had the blue room she had coveted at sight.

Priscilla and Stella had the large one.
Phil was blissfully content with the little one over the kitchen; and Aunt Jamesina was to have the downstairs one off the living-room.

Rusty at first slept on the doorstep.
Anne, walking home from Redmond a few days after her return, became aware that the people that she met surveyed her with a covert, indulgent smile.

Anne wondered uneasily what was the matter with her.