Last Days of Flowering III

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I read somewhere once that souls were like flowers,‘ said Priscilla.
‚Then your soul is a golden narcissus,‘ said Anne, ‚and Diana’s is like a red, red rose. Jane’s is an apple blossom, pink and wholesome and sweet.‘
‚And our own is a white violet, with purple streaks in its heart,‘ finished Priscilla.

L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Avonlea

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