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Back
in
the
schoolroom
Anne
was
sitting
alone
at
her
desk
,
as
she
had
sat
on
the
first
day
of
school
two
years
before
,
her
face
leaning
on
her
hand
,
her
dewy
eyes
looking
wistfully
out
of
the
window
to
the
Lake
of
Shining
Waters
.
Her
heart
was
so
wrung
over
the
parting
with
her
pupils
that
for
a
moment
college
had
lost
all
its
charm
.
She
still
felt
the
clasp
of
Annetta
Bell
’
s
arms
about
her
neck
and
heard
the
childish
wail
,
“
I
’
ll
NEVER
love
any
teacher
as
much
as
you
,
Miss
Shirley
,
never
,
never
.
”
For
two
years
she
had
worked
earnestly
and
faithfully
,
making
many
mistakes
and
learning
from
them
.
She
had
had
her
reward
.
She
had
taught
her
scholars
something
,
but
she
felt
that
they
had
taught
her
much
more
.
.
.
lessons
of
tenderness
,
self
-
control
,
innocent
wisdom
,
lore
of
childish
hearts
.
Perhaps
she
had
not
succeeded
in
“
inspiring
”
any
wonderful
ambitions
in
her
pupils
,
but
she
had
taught
them
,
more
by
her
own
sweet
personality
than
by
all
her
careful
precepts
,
that
it
was
good
and
necessary
in
the
years
that
were
before
them
to
live
their
lives
finely
and
graciously
,
holding
fast
to
truth
and
courtesy
and
kindness
,
keeping
aloof
from
all
that
savored
of
falsehood
and
meanness
and
vulgarity
.
They
were
,
perhaps
,
all
unconscious
of
having
learned
such
lessons
;
but
they
would
remember
and
practice
them
long
after
they
had
forgotten
the
capital
of
Afghanistan
and
the
dates
of
the
Wars
of
the
Roses
.
“
Another
chapter
in
my
life
is
closed
,
”
said
Anne
aloud
,
as
she
locked
her
desk
.
She
really
felt
very
sad
over
it
;
but
the
romance
in
the
idea
of
that
“
closed
chapter
”
did
comfort
her
a
little
.
Anne
spent
a
fortnight
at
Echo
Lodge
early
in
her
vacation
and
everybody
concerned
had
a
good
time
.
She
took
Miss
Lavendar
on
a
shopping
expedition
to
town
and
persuaded
her
to
buy
a
new
organdy
dress
;
then
came
the
excitement
of
cutting
and
making
it
together
,
while
the
happy
Charlotta
the
Fourth
basted
and
swept
up
clippings
.
Miss
Lavendar
had
complained
that
she
could
not
feel
much
interest
in
anything
,
but
the
sparkle
came
back
to
her
eyes
over
her
pretty
dress
.
“
What
a
foolish
,
frivolous
person
I
must
be
,
”
she
sighed
.
“
I
’
m
wholesomely
ashamed
to
think
that
a
new
dress
.
.
.
even
it
is
a
forget
-
me
-
not
organdy
.
.
.
should
exhilarate
me
so
,
when
a
good
conscience
and
an
extra
contribution
to
Foreign
Missions
couldn
’
t
do
it
.
”
Midway
in
her
visit
Anne
went
home
to
Green
Gables
for
a
day
to
mend
the
twins
’
stockings
and
settle
up
Davy
’
s
accumulated
store
of
questions
.
In
the
evening
she
went
down
to
the
shore
road
to
see
Paul
Irving
.
As
she
passed
by
the
low
,
square
window
of
the
Irving
sitting
room
she
caught
a
glimpse
of
Paul
on
somebody
’
s
lap
;
but
the
next
moment
he
came
flying
through
the
hall
.
“
Oh
,
Miss
Shirley
,
”
he
cried
excitedly
,
“
you
can
’
t
think
what
has
happened
!
Something
so
splendid
.
Father
is
here
.
.
.
just
think
of
that
!
Father
is
here
!
Come
right
in
.
Father
,
this
is
my
beautiful
teacher
.
YOU
know
,
father
.
”
