] Mary just seems too quick to cheer up to me--

This couldn't be truer. "a little farther perserverance in patience, and forced cheerfulness on Anne's side, produced nearly a cure on Mary's. She could soon sit upright on the sofa, and began to hope she might be able to leave it by dinner-time. Then, forgetting to think of it, she was at the other end of the room, beautifying a nosegay; then, she ate her cold meat; and then she was well enough to propose a little walk."

I love the way P2 interprets this scene from beginning to end: Anne arriving with Mary peeping out the window and the quickly-repositioning-of-herself as the 'oh so-sick patient', the broken pieces of furniture which bespeaks the absent but obviously rowdy, boisterous boys, Mary's continued groans and complaints and then the 'forgetting' as she goes to fuss with the flower arrangement, Mary eating her cold meat without missing a beat in relating all her ills and complaints furthur (Anne's silence and the look on her face at this point is priceless), until we finally see them walking to the Musgroves. Love it! So totally LOL.

I wrote a haiku for this week but then I didn't like it well enough to submit but it is so apt in relation to this topic that I must share: