赤毛のアン 第三十七章

CHAPTER XXXVII The Reaper Whose Name Is Death(27)

原文
"So you've had a bit of romance in your life, too," said Anne softly.

"Yes, I suppose you might call it that. You wouldn't think so to look at me, would you? But you never can tell about people from their outsides. Everybody has forgot about me and John. I'd forgotten myself. But it all came back to me when I saw Gilbert last Sunday."

語彙など
  • softly:優しく
  • outside:見かけ