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“
No
,
but
the
name
seems
familiar
to
me
.
”
“
Oh
,
you
’
ve
seen
it
in
the
graveyard
.
She
is
buried
down
there
in
the
poplar
corner
.
You
know
the
little
brown
stone
with
the
opening
gates
carved
on
it
and
‘
Sacred
to
the
memory
of
Hester
Gray
,
aged
twenty
-
two
.
’
Jordan
Gray
is
buried
right
beside
her
but
there
’
s
no
stone
to
him
.
It
’
s
a
wonder
Marilla
never
told
you
about
it
,
Anne
.
To
be
sure
,
it
happened
thirty
years
ago
and
everybody
has
forgotten
.
”
“
Well
,
if
there
’
s
a
story
we
must
have
it
,
”
said
Anne
.
“
Let
’
s
sit
right
down
here
among
the
narcissi
and
Diana
will
tell
it
.
Why
,
girls
,
there
are
hundreds
of
them
.
.
.
they
’
ve
spread
over
everything
.
It
looks
as
if
the
garden
were
carpeted
with
moonshine
and
sunshine
combined
.
This
is
a
discovery
worth
making
.
To
think
that
I
’
ve
lived
within
a
mile
of
this
place
for
six
years
and
have
never
seen
it
before
!
Now
,
Diana
.
”
“
Long
ago
,
”
began
Diana
,
“
this
farm
belonged
to
old
Mr
.
David
Gray
.
He
didn
’
t
live
on
it
.
.
.
he
lived
where
Silas
Sloane
lives
now
.
He
had
one
son
,
Jordan
,
and
he
went
up
to
Boston
one
winter
to
work
and
while
he
was
there
he
fell
in
love
with
a
girl
named
Hester
Murray
.
She
was
working
in
a
store
and
she
hated
it
.
She
’
d
been
brought
up
in
the
country
and
she
always
wanted
to
get
back
.
When
Jordan
asked
her
to
marry
him
she
said
she
would
if
he
’
d
take
her
away
to
some
quiet
spot
where
she
’
d
see
nothing
but
fields
and
trees
.
So
he
brought
her
to
Avonlea
.
Mrs
.
Lynde
said
he
was
taking
a
fearful
risk
in
marrying
a
Yankee
,
and
it
’
s
certain
that
Hester
was
very
delicate
and
a
very
poor
housekeeper
;
but
mother
says
she
was
very
pretty
and
sweet
and
Jordan
just
worshipped
the
ground
she
walked
on
.
Well
,
Mr
.
Gray
gave
Jordan
this
farm
and
he
built
a
little
house
back
here
and
Jordan
and
Hester
lived
in
it
for
four
years
.
She
never
went
out
much
and
hardly
anybody
went
to
see
her
except
mother
and
Mrs
.
Lynde
.
Jordan
made
her
this
garden
and
she
was
crazy
about
it
and
spent
most
of
her
time
in
it
.
She
wasn
’
t
much
of
a
housekeeper
but
she
had
a
knack
with
flowers
.
And
then
she
got
sick
.
Mother
says
she
thinks
she
was
in
consumption
before
she
ever
came
here
.
She
never
really
laid
up
but
just
grew
weaker
and
weaker
all
the
time
.
Jordan
wouldn
’
t
have
anybody
to
wait
on
her
.
He
did
it
all
himself
and
mother
says
he
was
as
tender
and
gentle
as
a
woman
.
Every
day
he
’
d
wrap
her
in
a
shawl
and
carry
her
out
to
the
garden
and
she
’
d
lie
there
on
a
bench
quite
happy
.
They
say
she
used
to
make
Jordan
kneel
down
by
her
every
night
and
morning
and
pray
with
her
that
she
might
die
out
in
the
garden
when
the
time
came
.
And
her
prayer
was
answered
.
One
day
Jordan
carried
her
out
to
the
bench
and
then
he
picked
all
the
roses
that
were
out
and
heaped
them
over
her
;
and
she
just
smiled
up
at
him
.
.
.
and
closed
her
eyes
.
.
.
and
that
,
”
concluded
Diana
softly
,
“
was
the
end
.
”
“
Oh
,
what
a
dear
story
,
”
sighed
Anne
,
wiping
away
her
tears
.
“
What
became
of
Jordan
?
”
asked
Priscilla
.
“
He
sold
the
farm
after
Hester
died
and
went
back
to
Boston
.
Mr
.
Jabez
Sloane
bought
the
farm
and
hauled
the
little
house
out
to
the
road
.
Jordan
died
about
ten
years
after
and
he
was
brought
home
and
buried
beside
Hester
.
”
“
I
can
’
t
understand
how
she
could
have
wanted
to
live
back
here
,
away
from
everything
,
”
said
Jane
.
