She would have trailed her rose-spattered flounce over the marble floors just as unconcernedly , and she would have proceeded just as calmly to disabuse the mind of the princess of any idea that the possession of a mere man , be he prince or peasant , was anything to brag of . `` I 've brought my work , Mrs. Blythe , dearie , '' she remarked , unrolling some dainty material . `` I 'm in a hurry to get this done , and there is n't any time to lose . '' Anne looked in some surprise at the white garment spread over Miss Cornelia 's ample lap . It was certainly a baby 's dress , and it was most beautifully made , with tiny frills and tucks . Miss Cornelia adjusted her glasses and fell to embroidering with exquisite stitches . `` This is for Mrs. Fred Proctor up at the Glen , '' she announced . `` She 's expecting her eighth baby any day now , and not a stitch has she ready for it . The other seven have wore out all she made for the first , and she 's never had time or strength or spirit to make any more . That woman is a martyr , Mrs. Blythe , believe ME . When she married Fred Proctor I knew how it would turn out . He was one of your wicked , fascinating men . After he got married he left off being fascinating and just kept on being wicked . He drinks and he neglects his family . Is n't that like a man ? I do n't know how Mrs. Proctor would ever keep her children decently clothed if her neighbors did n't help her out . '' As Anne was afterwards to learn , Miss Cornelia was the only neighbor who troubled herself much about the decency of the young Proctors . `` When I heard this eighth baby was coming I decided to make some things for it , '' Miss Cornelia went on . `` This is the last and I want to finish it today . '' `` It 's certainly very pretty , '' said Anne .
`` I 'll XXXXX my sewing and we 'll have a little thimble party of two .
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