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They
were
standing
on
the
bank
of
the
pond
,
below
Orchard
Slope
,
where
a
little
headland
fringed
with
birches
ran
out
from
the
bank
;
at
its
tip
was
a
small
wooden
platform
built
out
into
the
water
for
the
convenience
of
fishermen
and
duck
hunters
.
Ruby
and
Jane
were
spending
the
midsummer
afternoon
with
Diana
,
and
Anne
had
come
over
to
play
with
them
.
Anne
and
Diana
had
spent
most
of
their
playtime
that
summer
on
and
about
the
pond
.
Idlewild
was
a
thing
of
the
past
,
Mr
.
Bell
having
ruthlessly
cut
down
the
little
circle
of
trees
in
his
back
pasture
in
the
spring
.
Anne
had
sat
among
the
stumps
and
wept
,
not
without
an
eye
to
the
romance
of
it
;
but
she
was
speedily
consoled
,
for
,
after
all
,
as
she
and
Diana
said
,
big
girls
of
thirteen
,
going
on
fourteen
,
were
too
old
for
such
childish
amusements
as
playhouses
,
and
there
were
more
fascinating
sports
to
be
found
about
the
pond
.
It
was
splendid
to
fish
for
trout
over
the
bridge
and
the
two
girls
learned
to
row
themselves
about
in
the
little
flat
-
bottomed
dory
Mr
.
Barry
kept
for
duck
shooting
.
It
was
Anne
’
s
idea
that
they
dramatize
Elaine
.
They
had
studied
Tennyson
’
s
poem
in
school
the
preceding
winter
,
the
Superintendent
of
Education
having
prescribed
it
in
the
English
course
for
the
Prince
Edward
Island
schools
.
They
had
analyzed
and
parsed
it
and
torn
it
to
pieces
in
general
until
it
was
a
wonder
there
was
any
meaning
at
all
left
in
it
for
them
,
but
at
least
the
fair
lily
maid
and
Lancelot
and
Guinevere
and
King
Arthur
had
become
very
real
people
to
them
,
and
Anne
was
devoured
by
secret
regret
that
she
had
not
been
born
in
Camelot
.
Those
days
,
she
said
,
were
so
much
more
romantic
than
the
present
.
Anne
’
s
plan
was
hailed
with
enthusiasm
.
The
girls
had
discovered
that
if
the
flat
were
pushed
off
from
the
landing
place
it
would
drift
down
with
the
current
under
the
bridge
and
finally
strand
itself
on
another
headland
lower
down
which
ran
out
at
a
curve
in
the
pond
.
They
had
often
gone
down
like
this
and
nothing
could
be
more
convenient
for
playing
Elaine
.
“
Well
,
I
’
ll
be
Elaine
,
”
said
Anne
,
yielding
reluctantly
,
for
,
although
she
would
have
been
delighted
to
play
the
principal
character
,
yet
her
artistic
sense
demanded
fitness
for
it
and
this
,
she
felt
,
her
limitations
made
impossible
.
“
Ruby
,
you
must
be
King
Arthur
and
Jane
will
be
Guinevere
and
Diana
must
be
Lancelot
.
But
first
you
must
be
the
brothers
and
the
father
.
We
can
’
t
have
the
old
dumb
servitor
because
there
isn
’
t
room
for
two
in
the
flat
when
one
is
lying
down
.
We
must
pall
the
barge
all
its
length
in
blackest
samite
.
That
old
black
shawl
of
your
mother
’
s
will
be
just
the
thing
,
Diana
.
”
The
black
shawl
having
been
procured
,
Anne
spread
it
over
the
flat
and
then
lay
down
on
the
bottom
,
with
closed
eyes
and
hands
folded
over
her
breast
.
“
Oh
,
she
does
look
really
dead
,
”
whispered
Ruby
Gillis
nervously
,
watching
the
still
,
white
little
face
under
the
flickering
shadows
of
the
birches
.
“
It
makes
me
feel
frightened
,
girls
.
Do
you
suppose
it
’
s
really
right
to
act
like
this
?
Mrs
.
Lynde
says
that
all
play
-
acting
is
abominably
wicked
.
”
“
Ruby
,
you
shouldn
’
t
talk
about
Mrs
.
Lynde
,
”
said
Anne
severely
.
“
It
spoils
the
effect
because
this
is
hundreds
of
years
before
Mrs
.
Lynde
was
born
.
Jane
,
you
arrange
this
.
It
’
s
silly
for
Elaine
to
be
talking
when
she
’
s
dead
.
”
