CHAPTER NINE
'Marilla, what do you think of Anne and Adam?' Rachel asked, just after Adam had followed Anne out to the pond. 'I think they would make a fine couple. Adam seems infatuated with our Anne. I smell trouble, and I don't mind saying so.'
Marilla laid down her knitting needles. 'Rachel, Anne is just a girl,' she said. 'It doesn't do to meddle in other people's affairs. Don't put your oar in, this time.'
Rachel looked startled. 'But I must know. I know you resist my meddling, Marilla, but those two would make a fine pair.'
Marilla shook her head. 'Adam is not the right boy for Anne. There's only one right one for her, and she must figure out who he is for herself, without our interfering. I forbid you to, Rachel.'
At that moment, Anne burst through the back door and went straight up to her room without a word. Marilla, sighing, could sense that something had happened, and felt had a sinking feeling that suggested it might have been something between Adam and Anne.
Marilla raised her eyebrows, wondering if the romantic confusion that Providence was spreading upon Avonlea would ever subside.
'Marilla, what do you think of Anne and Adam?' Rachel asked, just after Adam had followed Anne out to the pond. 'I think they would make a fine couple. Adam seems infatuated with our Anne. I smell trouble, and I don't mind saying so.'
Marilla laid down her knitting needles. 'Rachel, Anne is just a girl,' she said. 'It doesn't do to meddle in other people's affairs. Don't put your oar in, this time.'
Rachel looked startled. 'But I must know. I know you resist my meddling, Marilla, but those two would make a fine pair.'
Marilla shook her head. 'Adam is not the right boy for Anne. There's only one right one for her, and she must figure out who he is for herself, without our interfering. I forbid you to, Rachel.'
At that moment, Anne burst through the back door and went straight up to her room without a word. Marilla, sighing, could sense that something had happened, and felt had a sinking feeling that suggested it might have been something between Adam and Anne.
Marilla raised her eyebrows, wondering if the romantic confusion that Providence was spreading upon Avonlea would ever subside.