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“
It
’
s
all
right
for
you
to
be
glad
.
.
.
you
’
re
going
to
college
and
you
’
ll
have
a
jolly
time
and
make
heaps
of
lovely
new
friends
.
”
“
I
hope
I
shall
make
new
friends
,
”
said
Anne
thoughtfully
.
“
The
possibilities
of
making
new
friends
help
to
make
life
very
fascinating
.
But
no
matter
how
many
friends
I
make
they
’
ll
never
be
as
dear
to
me
as
the
old
ones
.
.
.
especially
a
certain
girl
with
black
eyes
and
dimples
.
Can
you
guess
who
she
is
,
Diana
?
”
“
But
there
’
ll
be
so
many
clever
girls
at
Redmond
,
”
sighed
Diana
,
“
and
I
’
m
only
a
stupid
little
country
girl
who
says
‘
I
seen
’
sometimes
.
.
.
though
I
really
know
better
when
I
stop
to
think
.
Well
,
of
course
these
past
two
years
have
really
been
too
pleasant
to
last
.
I
know
SOMEBODY
who
is
glad
you
are
going
to
Redmond
anyhow
.
Anne
,
I
’
m
going
to
ask
you
a
question
.
.
.
a
serious
question
.
Don
’
t
be
vexed
and
do
answer
seriously
.
Do
you
care
anything
for
Gilbert
?
”
“
Ever
so
much
as
a
friend
and
not
a
bit
in
the
way
you
mean
,
”
said
Anne
calmly
and
decidedly
;
she
also
thought
she
was
speaking
sincerely
.
Diana
sighed
.
She
wished
,
somehow
,
that
Anne
had
answered
differently
.
“
Don
’
t
you
mean
EVER
to
be
married
,
Anne
?
”
“
Perhaps
.
.
.
some
day
.
.
.
when
I
meet
the
right
one
,
”
said
Anne
,
smiling
dreamily
up
at
the
moonlight
.
“
But
how
can
you
be
sure
when
you
do
meet
the
right
one
?
”
persisted
Diana
.
“
Oh
,
I
should
know
him
.
.
.
SOMETHING
would
tell
me
.
You
know
what
my
ideal
is
,
Diana
.
”
