As Phil said, it was the difference between being born and being made. It gives me one of my old, delightful funny aches. It's dearer and quainter than even Miss Lavendar's stone house. I adore it. Patty Spofford is the name of the old lady who owns it, I've discovered.
Exaggeration is merely a flight of poetic fancy.
Why, I feel as if I belonged to it. Anne smiled mysteriously. No, it isn't likely. But I believe it will happen.