Rachel

Thomas Lynde--a meek little man whom Avonlea people called “Rachel Lynde’s husband”--was sowing his late turnip seed on the hill field beyond the barn; and Matthew Cuthbert ought to have been sowing his on the big red brook field away over by Green Gables.

Rachel knew that he ought because she had heard him tell Peter Morrison the evening before in William J.

Rachel, deftly putting this and that together, might have given a pretty good guess as to both questions.

Rachel, ponder as she might, could make nothing of it and her afternoon’s enjoyment was spoiled.