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“
Yes
.
.
.
like
Gertie
Pye
’
s
and
Julia
Bell
’
s
.
They
are
very
intimate
and
go
everywhere
together
;
but
Gertie
is
always
saying
nasty
things
of
Julia
behind
her
back
and
everybody
thinks
she
is
jealous
of
her
because
she
is
always
so
pleased
when
anybody
criticizes
Julia
.
I
think
it
is
desecration
to
call
that
friendship
.
If
we
have
friends
we
should
look
only
for
the
best
in
them
and
give
them
the
best
that
is
in
us
,
don
’
t
you
think
?
Then
friendship
would
be
the
most
beautiful
thing
in
the
world
.
”
“
Friendship
IS
very
beautiful
,
”
smiled
Mrs
.
Allan
,
“
but
some
day
.
.
.
”
Then
she
paused
abruptly
In
the
delicate
,
white
-
browed
face
beside
her
,
with
its
candid
eyes
and
mobile
features
,
there
was
still
far
more
of
the
child
than
of
the
woman
.
Anne
’
s
heart
so
far
harbored
only
dreams
of
friendship
and
ambition
,
and
Mrs
.
Allan
did
not
wish
to
brush
the
bloom
from
her
sweet
unconsciousness
.
So
she
left
her
sentence
for
the
future
years
to
finish
.
“
Anne
,
”
said
Davy
appealingly
,
scrambling
up
on
the
shiny
,
leather
-
covered
sofa
in
the
Green
Gables
kitchen
,
where
Anne
sat
,
reading
a
letter
,
“
Anne
,
I
’
m
AWFUL
hungry
.
You
’
ve
no
idea
.
”
“
I
’
ll
get
you
a
piece
of
bread
and
butter
in
a
minute
,
”
said
Anne
absently
.
Her
letter
evidently
contained
some
exciting
news
,
for
her
cheeks
were
as
pink
as
the
roses
on
the
big
bush
outside
,
and
her
eyes
were
as
starry
as
only
Anne
’
s
eyes
could
be
.
“
But
I
ain
’
t
bread
and
butter
hungry
,
”
said
Davy
in
a
disgusted
tone
.
“
I
’
m
plum
cake
hungry
.
”
“
Oh
,
”
laughed
Anne
,
laying
down
her
letter
and
putting
her
arm
about
Davy
to
give
him
a
squeeze
,
“
that
’
s
a
kind
of
hunger
that
can
be
endured
very
comfortably
,
Davy
-
boy
.
You
know
it
’
s
one
of
Marilla
’
s
rules
that
you
can
’
t
have
anything
but
bread
and
butter
between
meals
.
”
“
Well
,
gimme
a
piece
then
.
.
.
please
.
”
Davy
had
been
at
last
taught
to
say
“
please
,
”
but
he
generally
tacked
it
on
as
an
afterthought
.
He
looked
with
approval
at
the
generous
slice
Anne
presently
brought
to
him
.
“
You
always
put
such
a
nice
lot
of
butter
on
it
,
Anne
.
Marilla
spreads
it
pretty
thin
.
It
slips
down
a
lot
easier
when
there
’
s
plenty
of
butter
.
”
