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it　up　would　spoil　it；〃　said　Anne；　patting　that　shapely　organ。

〃I　haven't　so　many　good　features　that　I　could　afford　to　spoil

those　I　have；　so；　even　if　I　should　marry　the　King　of　the　Cannibal

Islands；　I　promise　you　I　won't　turn　up　my　nose　at　you；　Diana。〃



With　another　gay　laugh　the　girls　separated；　Diana　to　return　to

Orchard　Slope；　Anne　to　walk　to　the　Post　Office。　　She　found　a

letter　awaiting　her　there；　and　when　Gilbert　Blythe　overtook　her

on　the　bridge　over　the　Lake　of　Shining　Waters　she　was　sparkling

with　the　excitement　of　it。



〃Priscilla　Grant　is　going　to　Redmond；　too；〃　she　exclaimed。

〃Isn't　that　splendid？　　I　hoped　she　would；　but　she　didn't　think

her　father　would　consent。　　He　has；　however；　and　we're　to　board

together。　　I　feel　that　I　can　face　an　army　with　banners　　or　all

the　professors　of　Redmond　in　one　fell　phalanx　　with　a　chum　like

Priscilla　by　my　side。〃



〃I　think　we'll　like　Kingsport；〃　said　Gilbert。　　〃It's　a　nice　old

burg；　they　tell　me；　and　has　the　finest　natural　park　in　the　world。

I've　heard　that　the　scenery　in　it　is　magnificent。〃



〃I　wonder　if　it　will　be　　can　be　　any　more　beautiful　than　this；〃

murmured　Anne；　looking　around　her　with　the　loving；　enraptured　eyes

of　those　to　whom　〃home〃　must　always　be　the　loveliest　spot　in　the　world；

no　matter　what　fairer　lands　may　lie　under　alien　stars。



They　were　leaning　on　the　bridge　of　the　old　pond；　drinking　deep　of

the　enchantment　of　the　dusk；　just　at　the　spot　where　Anne　had　climbed

from　her　sinking　Dory　on　the　day　Elaine　floated　down　to　Camelot。

The　fine；　empurpling　dye　of　sunset　still　stained　the　western　skies；

but　the　moon　was　rising　and　the　water　lay　like　a　great；　silver　dream

in　her　light。　　Remembrance　wove　a　sweet　and　subtle　spell　over　the

two　young　creatures。



〃You　are　very　quiet；　Anne；〃　said　Gilbert　at　last。



〃I'm　afraid　to　speak　or　move　for　fear　all　this　wonderful　beauty

will　vanish　just　like　a　broken　silence；〃　breathed　Anne。



Gilbert　suddenly　laid　his　hand　over　the　slender　white　one　lying

on　the　rail　of　the　bridge。　　His　hazel　eyes　deepened　into　darkness；

his　still　boyish　lips　opened　to　say　something　of　the　dream　and　hope

that　thrilled　his　soul。　　But　Anne　snatched　her　hand　away　and

turned　quickly。　　The　spell　of　the　dusk　was　broken　for　her。



〃I　must　go　home；〃　she　exclaimed；　with　a　rather　overdone　carelessness。

〃Marilla　had　a　headache　this　afternoon；　and　I'm　sure　the　twins　will

be　in　some　dreadful　mischief　by　this　time。　　I　really　shouldn't　have

stayed　away　so　long。〃



She　chattered　ceaselessly　and　inconsequently　until　they　reached

the　Green　Gables　lane。　　Poor　Gilbert　hardly　had　a　chance　to　get

a　　word　in　edgewise。　　Anne　felt　rather　relieved　when　they　parted。

There　had　been　a　new；　secret　self…consciousness　in　her　heart　with

regard　to　Gilbert；　ever　since　that　fleeting　moment　of　revelation

in　the　garden　of　Echo　Lodge。　　Something　alien　had　intruded　into

the　old；　perfect；　school…day　comradeship　　something　that

threatened　to　mar　it。



〃I　never　felt　glad　to　see　Gilbert　go　before；〃　she　thought；　half…

resentfully；　half…sorrowfully；　as　she　walked　alone　up　the　lane。

〃Our　friendship　will　be　spoiled　if　he　goes　on　with　this　nonsense。

It　mustn't　be　spoiled　　I　won't　let　it。　　Oh；　WHY　can't　boys　be

just　sensible！〃



Anne　had　an　uneasy　doubt　that　it　was　not　strictly　〃sensible〃　that

she　should　still　feel　on　her　hand　the　warm　pressure　of　Gilbert's；

as　distinctly　as　she　had　felt　it　for　the　swift　second　his　had

rested　there；　and　still　less　sensible　that　the　sensation　was　far

from　being　an　unpleasant　one　　very　different　from　that　which

had　attended　a　similar　demonstration　on　Charlie　Sloane's　part；

when　she　had　been　sitting　out　a　dance　with　him　at　a　White　Sands

party　three　nights　before。　　Anne　shivered　over　the　disagreeable

recollection。　　But　all　problems　connected　with　infatuated　swains

vanished　from　her　mind　when　she　entered　the　homely；　unsentimental

atmosphere　of　the　Green　Gables　kitchen　where　an　eight…year…old

boy　was　crying　grievously　on　the　sofa。



〃What　is　the　matter；　Davy？〃　asked　Anne；　taking　him　up　in　her　arms。

〃Where　are　Marilla　and　Dora？〃



〃Marilla's　putting　Dora　to　bed；〃　sobbed　Davy；　〃and　I'm　crying

'cause　Dora　fell　down　the　outside　cellar　steps；　heels　over　head；

and　scraped　all　the　skin　off　her　nose；　and　　〃



〃Oh；　well；　don't　cry　about　it；　dear。　　Of　course；　you　are　sorry

for　her；　but　crying　won't　help　her　any。　　She'll　be　all　right

tomorrow。　　Crying　never　helps　any　one；　Davy…boy；　and　　〃



〃I　ain't　crying　'cause　Dora　fell　down　cellar；〃　said　Davy；　cutting

short　Anne's　wellmeant　preachment　with　increasing　bitterness。

〃I'm　crying；　cause　I　wasn't　there　to　see　her　fall。　　I'm　always

missing　some　fun　or　other；　seems　to　me。〃



〃Oh；　Davy！〃　Anne　choked　back　an　unholy　shriek　of　laughter。

〃Would　you　call　it　fun　to　see　poor　little　Dora　fall　down　the

steps　and　get　hurt？〃



〃She　wasn't　MUCH　hurt；〃　said　Davy；　defiantly。　　〃'Course；　if

she'd　been　killed　I'd　have　been　real　sorry；　Anne。　　But　the　Keiths

ain't　so　easy　killed。　　They're　like　the　Blewetts；　I　guess。　　Herb

Blewett　fell　off　the　hayloft　last　Wednesday；　and　rolled　right

down　through　the　turnip　chute　into　the　box　stall；　where　they　had

a　fearful　wild；　cross　horse；　and　rolled　right　under　his　heels。

And　still　he　got　out　alive；　with　only　three　bones　broke。　　Mrs。

Lynde　says　there　are　some　folks　you　can't　kill　with　a　meat…axe。

Is　Mrs。　Lynde　coming　here　tomorrow；　Anne？〃



〃Yes；　Davy；　and　I　hope　you'll　be　always　very　nice　and　good　to　her。〃



〃I'll　be　nice　and　good。　　But　will　she　ever　put　me　to　bed　at　nights；　Anne？〃



〃Perhaps。　　Why？〃



〃'Cause；〃　said　Davy　very　decidedly；　〃if　she　does　I　won't　say　my

prayers　before　her　like　I　do　before　you；　Anne。〃



〃Why　not？〃



〃'Cause　I　don't　think　it　would　be　nice　to　talk　to　God　before

strangers；　Anne。　　Dora　can　say　hers　to　Mrs。　Lynde　if　she　likes；

but　_I_　won't。　　I'll　wait　till　she's　gone　and　then　say　'em。　　Won't

that　be　all　right；　Anne？〃



〃Yes；　if　you　are　sure　you　won't　forget　to　say　them；　Davy…boy。〃



〃Oh；　I　won't　forget；　you　bet。　　I　think　saying　my　prayers　is　great　fun。

But　it　won't　be　as　good　fun　saying　them　alone　as　saying　them　to　you。

I　wish　you'd　stay　home；　Anne。　　I　don't　see　what　you　want　to　go　away

and　leave　us　for。〃



〃I　don't　exactly　WANT　to；　Davy；　but　I　feel　I　ought　to　go。〃



〃If　you　don't　want　to　go　you　needn't。　　You're　grown　up。　　When　_I_'m

grown　up　I'm　not　going　to　do　one　single　thing　I　don't　want　to　do；　Anne。〃



〃All　your　life；　Davy；　you'll　find　yourself　doing　things　you　don't

want　to　do。〃



〃I　won't；〃　said　Davy　flatly。　　〃Catch　me！　　I　have　to　do　things　I

don't　want　to　now　'cause　you　and　Marilla'll　send　me　to　bed　if　I　don't。

But　when　I　grow　up　you　can't　do　that；　and　there'll　be　nobody　to　tell　me

not　to　do　things。　　Won't　I　have　the　time！　　Say；　Anne；　Milty　Boulter　says

his　mother　says　you're　going　to　college　to　see　if　you　can　catch　a　man。

Are　you；　Anne？　　I　want　to　know。〃



For　a　second　Anne　burned　with　resentment。　　Then　she　laughed；

reminding　herself　that　Mrs。　Boulter's　crude　vulgarity　of　thought

and　speech　could　not　harm　her。



〃No；　Davy；　I'm　not。　　I'm　going　to　study　and　grow　and　learn　about　many　things。〃



〃What　things？〃



　　　　　　〃‘Shoes　and　ships　and　sealing　wax

　　　　　　And　cabbages　and　kings；'〃



quoted　Anne。



〃But　if　you　DID　want　to　catch　a　man　how　would　you　go　about　it？

I　want　to　know；〃　persisted　Davy；　for　whom　the　subject　evidently

possessed　a　certain　fascination。



〃You'd　better　ask　Mrs。　Boulter；〃　said　Anne　thoughtlessly。　　〃I

think　it's　likely　she　knows　more　about　the　process　than　I　do。〃



〃I　will；　the　next　time　I　see　her；〃　said　Davy　gravely。



〃Davy！　　If　you　do！〃　cried　Anne；　realizing　her　mistake。



〃But　you　just　told　me　to；〃　protested　Davy　aggrieved。



〃It's　time　you　went　to　bed；〃　decreed　Anne；　by　way　of　getting　out

of　the　scrape。



After　Davy　had　gone　to　bed　Anne　wandered　down　to　Victoria　Island

and　sat　there　alone；　curtained　with　fine…spun；　moonlit　gloom；

while　the　water　laughed　around　her　in　a　duet　of　brook　and　wind。

Anne　had　always　loved　that　brook。　　Many　a　dream　had　she　spun　over

its　sparkling　water　in　days　gone　by。　　She　forgot　lovelorn　youths；

and　the　cayenne　speeches　of　malicious　neighbors；　and　all　the

problems　of　her　girlish　existence。　　In　imagination　she　sailed

over　storied　seas　that　wash　the　distant　shining　shores　of　〃faery

lands　forlorn；〃　where　lost　Atlantis　and　Elysium　lie；　with　the

evening　star　for　pilot；　to　the　land　of　Heart's　Desire。　　And　she

was　richer　in　those　dreams　than　in　realities；　for　things　seen

pass　away；　but　the　things　that　are　unseen　are　eternal。









Chapter　II



Garlands　of　Autumn





The　following　week　sped　swiftly；　crowded　with　innumerable　〃last　things；〃

as　Anne　called　them。　　Good…bye　calls　had　to　be　made　and　received；　being

pleasant　or　otherwise；　according　to　whether　callers　and　called…upon　were

heartily　in　sympathy　with　Anne's　hopes；　or　thought　she　was　too　much

puffed…up　over　going　to　college　and　that　it　was　their　duty　to　〃take　her

down　a　peg　or　two。〃



The　A。V。I。S。　gave　a　farewell　party　in　honor　of　Anne　and　Gilbert

one　evening　at　the　home　of　Josie　Pye；　choosing　that　place；　partly

because　Mr。　Pye's　house　was　large　and　convenient；　partly　because

it　was　strongly　suspected　that　the　Pye　girls　would　have　nothing

to　do　with　the　affair　if　their　offer　of　the　house　for　the　party

was　not　accepted。　　It　was　a　very　pleasant　little　time；　for　the

Pye　girls　were　gracious；　and　said　and　did　nothing　to　mar　the

harmony　of　the　occasion　　which　was　not　according　to　their　wont。

Josie　was　unusually　amiable　　so　much　so　that　she　even　remarked

condescendingly　to　Anne；



〃Your　new　dress　is　rather　becoming　to　you；　Anne。　　Really；　you

look　ALMOST　PRETTY　in　it。〃



〃How　kind　of　you　to　say　so；〃　responded　Anne；　with　dancing　eyes。

Her　sense　of　humor　was　developing；　and　the　speeches　that　would

have　hurt　her　at　fourteen