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"That ht Anne "I'm in a dreadful mess but I'll have to run down as I am, for he's always in a hurry"

Down flew Anne to the kitchen door If ever a charitable floor did open to s up a miserable, befeathered daulfed Anne at that olden and fair in silk attire, a short, stout gray-haired lady in a tweed suit, and another lady, tall stately, wonderfully gowned, with a beautiful, highbred face and large, black-lashed violet eyes, whom Anne "instinctively felt," as she would have said in her earlier days, to be Mrs Charlotte E Morgan

In the disht stood out frorasped at it as at the proverbial straw All Mrs

Morgan's heroines were noted for "rising to the occasion" No matter what their troubles were, they invariably rose to the occasion and showed their superiority over all ills of time, space, and quantity

Anne therefore felt it was HER duty to rise to the occasion and she did it, so perfectly that Priscilla afterward declared she never admired Anne Shirley s were she did not show thereeted Priscilla and was introduced to her companions as calmly and composedly as if she had been arrayed in purple and fine linen To be sure, it was somewhat of a shock to find that the lady she had instinctively felt to be Mrs Morgan was not Mrs Morgan at all, but an unknown Mrs Pendexter, while the stout little gray-haired woreater shock the lesser lost its power Anne ushered her guests to the spare room and thence into the parlor, where she left them while she hastened out to help Priscilla unharness her horse

"It's dreadful to coized Priscilla, "but I did not know till last night that ere co away Monday and she had proht her friend telephoned to her not to coested we co to see her We called at the White Sands Hotel and brought Mrs Pendexter with us She is a friend of aunt's and lives in New York and her husband is a , for Mrs Pendexter has to be back at the hotel by five o'clock"