brought it over, and said that it had belonged to Miss Emily and that, when she was dying, she asked them to send it to me.
“But what is in it? And what am I to do with it?” I asked in bewilderment.
“There was nothing said about what you were to do with it. Jack said they didn’t know what was in it, and hadn’t looked into it, seeing that it was your property. It seems a rather queer proceeding — but you’re always getting mixed up in queer proceedings, Anne. As for what is in it, the easiest way to find out, I reckon, is to open it and see. The key is tied to it. Jack said Miss Emily said she wanted you to have it because she loved you and saw her lost youth in you. I guess she was a bit delirious at the last and wandered a good deal. She said she wanted you ‘to understand her.’”
I ran over to Orchard Slope and asked Diana to come over and examine the trunk with me. I hadn’t received any instructions about keeping its contents secret and I knew Miss Emily wouldn’t mind Diana knowing about them, whatever they were.
It was a cool, gray afternoon and we got back to Green Gables just as the rain was beginning to fall. When we went up to my room the wind was rising and whistling through the boughs of the big old Snow Queen outside of my window. Diana was excited, and, I really believe, a little bit frightened.
