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I always say good night to the things I love, just as I would to people. Voice Reading
I think they like it. Voice Reading
That water looks as if it was smiling at me." Voice Reading
When they had driven up the further hill and around a corner Matthew said: Voice Reading
"We're pretty near home now. That's Green Gables over-" Voice Reading
"Oh, don't tell me," she interrupted breathlessly, catching at his partially raised arm and shutting her eyes that she might not see his gesture. "Let me guess. I'm sure I'll guess right." Voice Reading
She opened her eyes and looked about her. Voice Reading
They were on the crest of a hill. Voice Reading
The sun had set some time since, but the landscape was still clear in the mellow afterlight. Voice Reading
To the west a dark church spire rose up against a marigold sky. Voice Reading
Below was a little valley and beyond a long, gently-rising slope with snug farmsteads scattered along it. Voice Reading
From one to another the child's eyes darted, eager and wistful. Voice Reading
At last they lingered on one away to the left, far back from the road, dimly white with blossoming trees in the twilight of the surrounding woods. Voice Reading
Over it, in the stainless southwest sky, a great crystal-white star was shining like a lamp of guidance and promise. Voice Reading
"That's it, isn't it?" she said, pointing. Voice Reading
Matthew slapped the reins on the sorrel's back delightedly. Voice Reading
"Well now, you've guessed it! But I reckon Mrs. Spencer described it so's you could tell." Voice Reading
"No, she didn't-really she didn't. Voice Reading
All she said might just as well have been about most of those other places. Voice Reading
I hadn't any real idea what it looked like. Voice Reading
But just as soon as I saw it I felt it was home. Voice Reading
Oh, it seems as if I must be in a dream. Voice Reading
Do you know, my arm must be black and blue from the elbow up, for I've pinched myself so many times today. Voice Reading
Every little while a horrible sickening feeling would come over me and I'd be so afraid it was all a dream. Voice Reading
Then I'd pinch myself to see if it was real-until suddenly I remembered that even supposing it was only a dream I'd better go on dreaming as long as I could; so I stopped pinching. Voice Reading

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