08-10-2007
He may have been...
Matthew Cuthbert and the sorrel mare jogged comfortably
over the eight miles to Bright River. It was a pretty road,
running along between snug farmsteads, with now and again a
Matthew dreaded all women except Marilla and Mrs.
Rachel; he had an uncomfortable feeling that the mysterious
creatures were secretly laughing at him. He may have been
quite right in thinking so, for he was an odd-looking
personage, with an ungainly figure and long iron-gray hair
as possible without looking at her. Had he looked he could
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that touched his stooping shoulders, and a full, soft brown
beard which he had worn ever since he was twenty. In fact,
for in Prince Edward island you are supposed to nod to all
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When he reached Bright River there was no sign of any
train; he thought he was too early, so he tied his horse in
expectation of her attitude and expression. She was sitting
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the yard of the small Bright River hotel and went over to
the station house. The long platform was almost deserted;
there waiting for something or somebody and, since sitting
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the only living creature in sight being a girl who was
sitting on a pile of shingles at the extreme end. Matthew,
barely noting that it WAS a girl, sidled past her as quickly
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