World Masterpiece Theater
Silver Zero Subs
Kikoeru kashira
Do you hear? Hooves beating
Original story by Lucy Maud Montgomery
AKAGE NO ANNE
Hizume no oto
A carriage goes through the gentle hills
Yuruyakana oka wo nutte
Kaketekuru basha
Someone comes to pick me up
Mukae ni kuru no mukae ni kuru no ne
And takes me
Dare ka ga
Watashi wo tsureteyuku no ne
Shiroi hana no michi he
To the avenue with white flowers
To the home of wind
Kaze no furusato he
He takes me
Tsureteyuku no ne
I'm sure
Tsureteyuku no ne
Anne is Invited Out to Tea
Thank you, Mister.
Don't mention it.
Good evening, did my paper arrive?
Yes. The family herald it's already inside.
Thank you.
What?
This is for me!
My!
What happened?
Oh! An invitation for tea!
Thank you, mister!
Anne goes home dancing up the lane, like a wind-blown sprite,
through the mellow sunshine and lazy shadows of the August evening.
Oh, Marilla!
Oh, Marilla! I have big news!
What are your eyes popping out of your head about?
Have you discovered another kindred spirit?
No. But can you guess what happened?
I don't know.
I am invited to tea at the manse tomorrow afternoon!
Mrs. Allan left the letter for me at the post office.
Just look at it.
'Miss Anne Shirley, Green Gables.'
That is the first time I was ever called 'Miss.' Such a thrill as it gave me!
I shall cherish it forever among my choicest treasures.
Mrs. Allan told me
she meant to have all the members of her Sunday-school class to tea in turn.
That just means tomorrow is your turn, Anne.
B-but, Marilla...
But Mrs. Allan is the first person to call me Miss.
So her invitation is...
You needn't get in such a fever over it.
Do learn to take things calmly, child.
Take things calmly, Marilla?
How can I remain calm after this?
Mrs. Allan invited me out for tea!
Where are you going? We have to prepare dinner.
I want to show Matthew this letter.
Really.
Matthew, the wind is strong outside.
Right, if this goes on it looks like it'll rain tomorrow.
Rain?
Is that true, Matthew?
Well now, the wind is round northeast, so it will probably rain tomorrow.
It can't be! Right in the day I was invited!
Matthew, has your forecast ever been wrong?
Well now, most of the time they prove to be accurate.
What should I do?
What's wrong, Anne?
Anne?
What's wrong with her, Matthew?
Well, I... I don't know.
I only said it would rain tomorrow...
My, my. She really needs to learn to calm down.
Anne went to bed that night speechless with misery.
Is it raining?
Everything's over.
If it rains tomorrow then morning should not come.
The rustle of the poplar leaves about the house worried her.
It sounded so like pattering raindrops,
and the full, faraway roar of the gulf seemed like a prophecy of storm.
But the morning, in spite of Matthew's predictions,
was fine and Anne's spirits soared to their highest.
What a splendid morning!
Matthew!
Matthew! Did you see today's weather?
Well now, the weather has turned for the better.
You're right, I saw it too, Matthew!
The morning sun is shooting its rays behind the clouds.
Like... Like if it was smiling.
Because it played a serious joke on me yesterday.
But matthew, the sun is shy so it won't apologize.
It will just peep at me and blush.
Well now, Anne. That makes me happy even after this bad prediction.
Matthew, does that mean your predictions aren't always right?
But I'm really glad!
You're right. My predictions aren't always right.
Oh, Marilla, there is something in me today that makes me just love everybody I see.
You don't know how good I feel, do you?
Wouldn't it be nice if it could last?
I believe I could be a model child if I were just invited out to tea every day.
I don't mind you being good, but please don't break the dishes.
But oh, Marilla, it's a solemn occasion too.
I feel so anxious.
What if I shouldn't behave properly?
You know I never had tea at a manse before,
and I'm not sure that I know all the rules of etiquette.
I've been studying the rules given in
the Etiquette Department of the Family Herald every day, but...
I'm so afraid I'll do something silly or forget to do something I should do.
The hot water is here.
Yes, thank you.
Marilla,
would it be good manners
to take a second helping of anything if you wanted to VERY much?
The trouble with you, Anne, is that you're thinking too much about yourself.
You should just think of Mrs. Allan and what would be nicest and most agreeable to her.
You are right.
Marilla. I'll try not to think about myself at all.
I'll try to only think about what would make Mrs. Allan happy.
They look like jewels.
Oh, those are so big. Like red strawberries.
But now it's easier to pick them.
Now I understand how Eddie Wells worked hard for his feelings.
And I fell in the water when...
More importantly than that, hurry up and go change your clothes.
Look! the water is dripping!
All right, Marilla.
But I'm sure Mrs. Allan will love them,
because they're all big. Look.
Anne!
Yes...
That afternoon...
Anne went to the manse and took the wild strawberries.
It feels like I have a drum under my chest.
Anne Shirley's heartbeat.
Listen. No matter how good Mrs. Allan is...
No matter how tasty the tea is...
Don't do anything impulsive.
You're Anne Shirley, aren't you? Welcome, please come in!
What's wrong, Anne?
G-good afternoon, Mrs. Allan. Thank you for your invitation.
You've come at the right time. I was coming to get you.
I was trying to calm down.
And then...
So that's why you stood there.
Well, please relax and come in, Miss Anne Shirley.
Miss Anne Shirley...
There was another little girl at the manse to tea,
from the White Sands Sunday school.
Her name was Laurette Bradley, and she was around the same age as Anne.
I picked this wild strawberries for you.
My, wild strawberries?
So many and so big.
Thank you, Anne Shirley.
It must have been a lot of work picking them.
Not really.
But I fell into the river when I was trying to pluck them.
You fell in the river?
Yes.
I was too careless. Miss Marilla is always saying that to me.
My mother often scolded me like that when I was your age too.
Is that true, Mrs. Allan?
Yes, it is.
And, were you hurt?
No. I am well, as you can see.
Then please, both of you sit down. I'll bring the tea.
With Mrs. Allan's warm smile, Anne lost her anxiety.
Her heart didn't leap out
and her first tea invitation was exactly like 'Miss Anne Shirley' had imagined.
Anne's wild strawberries were placed on the table,
and she felt very happy and proud of herself.
Hello. Welcome, Anne.
Thank you for your invitation, Mr. minister.
Your voice is very pretty.
Anne's voice is pretty good.
Should we let her join the Sunday-school choir?
Now that I think about it, your friend Diana Barry sings in the choir, doesn't she?
Yes. Diana's voice is angelic.
Oh. Mrs. Allan, I've longed so to sing in the Sunday-school choir,
but I feared it was an honor I could never aspire to.
You will be all right. Don't you think so, Laurette?
Of course. Your voice it's beautiful.
Thank you, Laurette.
Laurette.
It is a pity, but it's time to go home.
I'll have to take Laurette to her home,
but since you live closer, you can stay a little more.
Right, would you like juice?
I would love it, please.
You seem to like that picture, Anne.
I'm sorry... I...
It's all right, take a good look then.
That is a picture of Jesus blessing the children.
When I see this picture, I remember the time I was alone.
I was thinking that I am like the little girl in the blue dress.
No. That I "was" like her.
Anne Shirley...
By looking at this picture I felt that that girl hadn't any father or mother of her own.
Because she looks lonely and sad.
But she wanted to be blessed, too,
so she just crept shyly up on the outside of the crowd,
hoping nobody would notice her except Him.
I'm sure I know just how she felt.
I felt the same when I asked Miss Marilla Cuthbert if I could stay in Green Gables.
Her heart must have beat and her hands must have got cold.
She was afraid He mightn't notice her.
But it's likely He did, don't you think, Mrs. Allan?
Yes, of course.
I've been trying to imagine it all out.
Her edging a little nearer all the time until she was quite close to Him,
and then He would look at her and put His hand on her hair
and such a thrill of joy as would run over her!
But I wish the artist hadn't painted Him so sorrowful looking.
I don't believe He could really have looked so sad
or the children would have been afraid of Him.
Anne Shirley, If you could, could you tell me about your past?
Mrs. Allan...
Marilla!
Oh, Marilla, I've had a most fascinating time.
I feel that I have not lived in vain.
I shall always feel like that even if I should never be invited to tea at a manse again.
Marilla, I really think I'd like to be a minister's wife when I grow up.
A minister mightn't mind my red hair
because he wouldn't be thinking of such worldly things.
But then of course one would have to be naturally good,
and I'll never be that.
You're heavy.
After that, Marilla, Laurette had to go home and Mrs. Allan and I had a heart-to-heart talk.
I told her everything.
About Mrs. Thomas and the twins and Katie Maurice and Violetta.
And coming to Green Gables and my troubles over geometry.
Mrs. Allan probably got tired of listening to you.
And would you believe it, Marilla?
Mrs. Allan told me she was a dunce at geometry too.
Don't you know how much that encouraged me?
Marilla! Marilla!
You won't believe what I just heard.
Big news!
What happened, Rachel?
Don't be to surprised, Marilla.
The trustees have hired a new teacher and it's a lady.
That's great, my instincts were right.
Then, next September a female teacher will...
How is she like? Is she young?
This is not a matter of age.
Avonlea never had a female teacher before.
I think it is a dangerous innovation, Marilla.
I think it will be splendid to have a lady teacher.
Do you know her name, Mrs. Lynde?
I think... her name is Miss Muriel Stacy.
Miss Muriel Stacy.
What a romantic name.
She must be a gentle and pretty teacher like Mrs. Allan.
I hope that the teacher arrives soon.
I hope September comes fast.
Mrs. Lynde, thank you for the good news.
You forgot the bucket.
Anne was really happy.
Anne determines to walk across the roof after Josie Pye dares her.
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An Affair of Honor
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