Emily of New Moon (Emily Part 1) (Emily Starr Trilogy)

by L.M. Montgomery

it was all so lovely (the bells and the frost and the big shining white night) that the flash came and that was best of all."

Great-Aunt-Nancy Priest

Aunt Elizabeth and Aunt Laura,

Emily did not like to lie under the imputation of stupidity.

the letter was folded up and stowed away on the little shelf under the sofa but it served its purpose in blowing off steam

Aunt Nancy?"

the Midsummer Night's Dream

Dean Priest—Jarback

Jarback Priest.

the little soft smile that began at the corners of her mouth and spread over her face. Dean Priest never forgot that smile—and

Her mother’s smile.

Tweed."

"I believe," thought Emily, "that a dog is better than a cat when you're in trouble."

Emily, full of pluck, helped him by digging her toes into the crumbling bank.

"I'm much obliged to you. You saved my life.

he was thirty-six years old—which to Emily seemed a venerable age—and

he cared for nothing save books nor ever had;

the whole Priest clan stood somewhat in awe of his ironic tongue. Aunt Nancy h...

Haha - like “atheist”

She liked his mouth. Had she been older she would have known why—because

The green Priest eyes, that were peering and uncanny in Caroline's face and impudent in Jim Priest's, were remarkably dreamy and attractive in his.

Haha - she’s staring.

Haha

"I wanted this," said Emily, waving her farewell-summer. "And you have it! Do you always get what you go after, even with death slipping a thin wedge between?

If that big aster lured you into danger it saved you as well, for it was through stepping over to investigate it that I saw you.

I see you have pointed ears. Have I been tricked into meddling with fairies,

Emily never was long in doubt about anyone she met.

Haha

Douglas Starr's daughter? I knew your father.

You look like a star—you have a radiant sort of personality shining through you—your

I think I shall call you Star."

blood. I think I'll wait for you." "Oh, I'm ready to go now," said Emily, standing up. "H'm. That wasn't what I meant.

Haha a bit creepy.

I can read your thoughts, Star—it

The gods gave me that gift—when they kept back everything else I wanted.

With nine out of ten people Emily was secretive and reserved, but Dean Priest was sealed of her tribe and she divined it instantly.

"You're twelve, didn't you say? When you're ten years older I shouldn't wonder—but let's not think of it."

"Father Cassidy told me to keep on," cried Emily.

Are you never lonesome with only those two old survivals?" "No. I enjoy my own company," said Emily gravely.

You should be shod with sandals of moonshine and wear a scarf of sea-mist with a few fire-flies caught in it over your hair.

A real sense of humour was born in her at that moment. Never again was she to feel quite so unmixedly tragic over anything.

"A rag-bag—as we all are," he said. "But your soul is your own, and fire-new, I'll swear to that."

"Oh, I'm so glad I like you," said Emily impulsively. "It would be hateful to think any one I didn't like had saved my life. I don't mind your saving it a bit."

one pays a penalty when one reaches out for something beyond the ordinary. One pays for it in bondage of some kind or other.

Simile chilling - and she throws it off decidedly. Wonderful.

Jane Eyre,

Dean Priest

"You make me believe in fairies, whether I will or no,"

As long as you believe in fairies you can't grow old."

"Isn't 'Fairyland' the loveliest word?" said Emily dreamily.

When he spoke of Athens as "the City of the Violet Crown" Emily realized afresh what magic is made when the right words are wedded;

It was really his laughter that had won Dean his reputation for cynicism. People so often felt that he was laughing atthem instead of with them.

Mee too. I’ve been told my laugh is mean.