Read:I Am No Bird, and No Net Ensnares Me

Stationmaster: Mr. Cuthbert, do you know where she's headed?

Matthew Cuthbert: The orphanage.

Random voices: There she is.

Make way, make way!

Hi!

Stationmaster: Did she run away?

Matthew: No. How did she seem?

Stationmaster: Quiet. She was real quiet. Didn't say a word.

Shady Man: Miss. Miss. Right this way, miss.

Anne Shirley: Who are you?

Shady Man: I'm supposed to fetch you, miss.

Anne: I don't understand. Who sent you?

Shady Man: Why, your family, of course. Now right this way, little lady.

Anne: My family?

Shady Man: They sent me to collect you and bring you straight home. We'll be there in a jiff.

Anne: Let go of me.

Shady Man: Quickly now. Let's hurry up. I've got some lovely sweets in my carriage for the ride.

Anne: Get away from me!

Shady Man: Ahem. Uh... hello, young masters. I've been sent to take you home.

Matthew: Oh, good evening. I was wondering if you could spare a fresh horse?

Stablemaster: Sorry, sir, don't have one to lend.

Matthew: Mine's dead beat and I need to get to Charlottetown. Please! Any horse will do.

Stablemaster: Sorry, but I can't oblige you, sir.

Matthew: I'm good for it. I'll bring the money when I return.

Stablemaster: Sir...

Matthew: I live in Avonlea at Green Gables...

Stablemaster: Money or not, I'm afraid I can't help you. These here belong to the guests and the hotels are spoken for this evening. You're welcome to rest yours here for a spell, though.

Matthew: Sam! Sam! Sam! Sam! Vessel?

Sam: Whoa. Whoa there. Matthew Cuthbert, whatever's got you all twisted up?

Matthew: Are you heading to the vessel?

Sam: Yes, we're riding to the port overnight. Be there by daybreak.

Matthew: Can I hitch a ride? I need to get to Charlottetown!

Sammy: I'm not riding in back.

Matthew: No worries at all. Much obliged.

Sam?: Mare!

Marilla Cuthbert: [voice over] I told you that brooch meant a great deal to me. Confess at once.

Anne: [voice over] But I didn't take it.

Marilla: [voice over] Or I'll send you right back to the asylum.

Anne: [voice over] I took the brooch outside with me. I lost it.

Marilla: [voice over] Tomorrow you will go. I can't trust one word out of your mouth.

Anne: [voice over] But I made that up! Please, Miss Cuthbert!

Marilla: [voice over] Enough!

First Girl: [voice over] Shut your face from now on! We're sick of you and your stupid stories. Hold her down.

Anne: [voice over] Please, don't!

First Girl: ...stupid stories.

Second and Third Girl: Squeak, squeak, squeak...

First Girl: ...Princess Cordelia

Matron?: Stop! Anne Shirley! Stop it at once! Stop it! You get in there!

Marilla: Quickly now! Quick! Quick!

Jerry Baynard: Whoa, easy, easy!

I'm sorry, Miss Cuthbert, I was not quite finished.

Marilla: Oh, please hurry! Continue with the barn work! Stack some wood in the kitchen. I have to go!

Rachel Lynde: Marilla! Marilla!

Marilla: I have to go!

Rachel: Wait! Wait! Wait. Thomas rode out at first light. I came to tell you.

Marilla: Where is he going?

Rachel: Why, to look for them. Only reason I could see for Matthew tearing off yesterday was to fetch Anne. When we didn't see them return, I was so worried...

Marilla: Please step aside, Rachel.

Rachel: I knew you'd be beside yourself.

Marilla: I need to go! I must go now!

Rachel: No, listen, dear. Thomas will ride all the way to the train station. He'll check the road as he goes.

Marilla: What if he's lying dead in a ditch?!

Rachel: Marilla...

Marilla: What if they both are?

Rachel: Enough now!

Marilla: What if something horrible has happened and it's my fault...

Rachel: Stop it, Marilla.

Boy!

Thomas is miles ahead of you. Now the only thing to do now is to wait.

Take the rig back in.

Jerry: Yes, ma'am.

Rachel: Give me your hand. Watch your step. Careful now. Be careful. Now... come along inside. We'll put the kettle on.

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