Chapter 12: A Solemn Vow and Promise

⁠​​​‌​​​​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​‌‌​‌‌​‌‌​​​​​​​​​‌‌‌​​​‌‌‌‌​‌‌​​​​‌‌‌​‌​​​‌‌‌⁠It was not until the next Friday that Marilla heard the story of the flower-wreathed hat. She came home from Mrs. Lynde’s and called Anne to account.

“Anne, Mrs. Rachel says you went to church last Sunday with your hat rigged out ridiculous with roses and buttercups. What on earth put you up to such a caper? A pretty-looking object you must have been!”

“Oh. I know pink and yellow aren’t becoming to