`` I do wish , '' said Rilla , plucking up what little spirit she had left , `` that you would let me -- oh -- ah -- '' then she quailed again before Mrs. Matilda Pitman 's eye -- `` recompense you for -- for -- '' `` Mrs. Matilda Pitman said before -- and meant it -- that she does n't take pay for entertaining strangers , nor let other people where she lives do it , much as their natural meanness would like to do it . You go along to town and do n't forget to call the next time you come this way . Do n't be scared . Not that you are scared of much , I reckon , considering the way you sassed Robert back this morning . I like your spunk . Most girls nowadays are such timid , skeery creeturs . When I was a girl I was n't afraid of nothing nor nobody . Mind you take good care of that boy . He ai n't any common child . And make Robert drive round all the puddles in the road . I wo n't have that new buggy splashed . '' As they drove away Jims threw kisses at Mrs. Matilda Pitman as long as he could see her , and Mrs. Matilda Pitman waved her sock back at him . Robert spoke no word , either good or bad , all the way to the station , but he remembered the puddles . When Rilla got out at the siding she thanked him courteously . The only response she got was a grunt as Robert turned his horse and started for home . `` Well '' -- Rilla drew a long breath -- `` I must try to get back into Rilla Blythe again . I 've been somebody else these past few hours -- I do n't know just who -- some creation of that extraordinary old person 's . I believe she hypnotized me . What an adventure this will be to write the boys . '' And then she sighed .
Bitter remembrance came that there were only Jerry , Ken , Carl and Shirley to XXXXX it to now .
Do believe got hypnotized recompense scared sighed turned waved write