`` I knew he was up to some foolishness . Well , I must say I do n't think Anne needed any more dresses . I made her three good , warm , serviceable ones this fall , and anything more is sheer extravagance . There 's enough material in those sleeves alone to make a waist , I declare there is . You 'll just pamper Anne 's vanity , Matthew , and she 's as vain as a peacock now . Well , I hope she 'll be satisfied at last , for I know she 's been hankering after those silly sleeves ever since they came in , although she never said a word after the first . The puffs have been getting bigger and more ridiculous right along ; they 're as big as balloons now . Next year anybody who wears them will have to go through a door sideways . '' Christmas morning broke on a beautiful white world . It had been a very mild December and people had looked forward to a green Christmas ; but just enough snow fell softly in the night to transfigure Avonlea . Anne peeped out from her frosted gable window with delighted eyes . The firs in the Haunted Wood were all feathery and wonderful ; the birches and wild cherry trees were outlined in pearl ; the ploughed fields were stretches of snowy dimples ; and there was a crisp tang in the air that was glorious . Anne ran downstairs singing until her voice re-echoed through Green Gables . `` Merry Christmas , Marilla ! Merry Christmas , Matthew ! Is n't it a lovely Christmas ? I 'm so glad it 's white . Any other kind of Christmas does n't seem real , does it ? I do n't like green Christmases . They 're not green -- they 're just nasty faded browns and greys .
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