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“
No
,
”
she
said
coldly
,
“
I
shall
never
be
friends
with
you
,
Gilbert
Blythe
;
and
I
don
’
t
want
to
be
!
”
“
All
right
!
”
Gilbert
sprang
into
his
skiff
with
an
angry
color
in
his
cheeks
.
“
I
’
ll
never
ask
you
to
be
friends
again
,
Anne
Shirley
.
And
I
don
’
t
care
either
!
”
He
pulled
away
with
swift
defiant
strokes
,
and
Anne
went
up
the
steep
,
ferny
little
path
under
the
maples
.
She
held
her
head
very
high
,
but
she
was
conscious
of
an
odd
feeling
of
regret
.
She
almost
wished
she
had
answered
Gilbert
differently
.
Of
course
,
he
had
insulted
her
terribly
,
but
still
—
!
Altogether
,
Anne
rather
thought
it
would
be
a
relief
to
sit
down
and
have
a
good
cry
.
She
was
really
quite
unstrung
,
for
the
reaction
from
her
fright
and
cramped
clinging
was
making
itself
felt
.
Halfway
up
the
path
she
met
Jane
and
Diana
rushing
back
to
the
pond
in
a
state
narrowly
removed
from
positive
frenzy
.
They
had
found
nobody
at
Orchard
Slope
,
both
Mr
.
and
Mrs
.
Barry
being
away
.
Here
Ruby
Gillis
had
succumbed
to
hysterics
,
and
was
left
to
recover
from
them
as
best
she
might
,
while
Jane
and
Diana
flew
through
the
Haunted
Wood
and
across
the
brook
to
Green
Gables
.
There
they
had
found
nobody
either
,
for
Marilla
had
gone
to
Carmody
and
Matthew
was
making
hay
in
the
back
field
.
“
Oh
,
Anne
,
”
gasped
Diana
,
fairly
falling
on
the
former
’
s
neck
and
weeping
with
relief
and
delight
,
“
oh
,
Anne
—
we
thought
—
you
were
—
drowned
—
and
we
felt
like
murderers
—
because
we
had
made
—
you
be
—
Elaine
.
And
Ruby
is
in
hysterics
—
oh
,
Anne
,
how
did
you
escape
?
”
“
I
climbed
up
on
one
of
the
piles
,
”
explained
Anne
wearily
,
“
and
Gilbert
Blythe
came
along
in
Mr
.
Andrews
’
s
dory
and
brought
me
to
land
.
”
“
Oh
,
Anne
,
how
splendid
of
him
!
Why
,
it
’
s
so
romantic
!
”
said
Jane
,
finding
breath
enough
for
utterance
at
last
.
“
Of
course
you
’
ll
speak
to
him
after
this
.
”
“
Of
course
I
won
’
t
,
”
flashed
Anne
,
with
a
momentary
return
of
her
old
spirit
.
“
And
I
don
’
t
want
ever
to
hear
the
word
‘
romantic
’
again
,
Jane
Andrews
.
I
’
m
awfully
sorry
you
were
so
frightened
,
girls
.
It
is
all
my
fault
.
I
feel
sure
I
was
born
under
an
unlucky
star
.
Everything
I
do
gets
me
or
my
dearest
friends
into
a
scrape
.
We
’
ve
gone
and
lost
your
father
’
s
flat
,
Diana
,
and
I
have
a
presentiment
that
we
’
ll
not
be
allowed
to
row
on
the
pond
any
more
.
”
Anne
’
s
presentiment
proved
more
trustworthy
than
presentiments
are
apt
to
do
.
Great
was
the
consternation
in
the
Barry
and
Cuthbert
households
when
the
events
of
the
afternoon
became
known
.
