`` Men are nuisances . '' `` I dare say you would like to pretend you think so , '' said Aunt Cynthia , aggravatingly . `` But no woman ever does really think so , you know . I imagine that pretty Anne Shirley , who is visiting Ella Kimball , does n't . I saw her and Dr. Irving out walking this afternoon , looking very well satisfied with themselves . If you dilly-dally much longer , Sue , you will let Max slip through your fingers yet . '' That was a tactful thing to say to ME , who had refused Max Irving so often that I had lost count . I was furious , and so I smiled most sweetly on my maddening aunt . `` Dear Aunt , how amusing of you , '' I said , smoothly . `` You talk as if I wanted Max . '' `` So you do , '' said Aunt Cynthia . `` If so , why should I have refused him time and again ? '' I asked , smilingly . Right well Aunt Cynthia knew I had . Max always told her . `` Goodness alone knows why , '' said Aunt Cynthia , `` but you may do it once too often and find yourself taken at your word . There is something very fascinating about this Anne Shirley . '' `` Indeed there is , '' I assented . `` She has the loveliest eyes I ever saw . She would be just the wife for Max , and I hope he will marry her . ''
`` Humph , '' said XXXXX Cynthia .
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