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“
I
don
’
t
happen
to
know
what
Gilbert
Blythe
’
s
ambition
in
life
is
—
if
he
has
any
,
”
said
Anne
scornfully
.
There
was
open
rivalry
between
Gilbert
and
Anne
now
.
Previously
the
rivalry
had
been
rather
one
-
sided
,
but
there
was
no
longer
any
doubt
that
Gilbert
was
as
determined
to
be
first
in
class
as
Anne
was
.
He
was
a
foeman
worthy
of
her
steel
.
The
other
members
of
the
class
tacitly
acknowledged
their
superiority
,
and
never
dreamed
of
trying
to
compete
with
them
.
Since
the
day
by
the
pond
when
she
had
refused
to
listen
to
his
plea
for
forgiveness
,
Gilbert
,
save
for
the
aforesaid
determined
rivalry
,
had
evinced
no
recognition
whatever
of
the
existence
of
Anne
Shirley
.
He
talked
and
jested
with
the
other
girls
,
exchanged
books
and
puzzles
with
them
,
discussed
lessons
and
plans
,
sometimes
walked
home
with
one
or
the
other
of
them
from
prayer
meeting
or
Debating
Club
.
But
Anne
Shirley
he
simply
ignored
,
and
Anne
found
out
that
it
is
not
pleasant
to
be
ignored
.
It
was
in
vain
that
she
told
herself
with
a
toss
of
her
head
that
she
did
not
care
.
Deep
down
in
her
wayward
,
feminine
little
heart
she
knew
that
she
did
care
,
and
that
if
she
had
that
chance
of
the
Lake
of
Shining
Waters
again
she
would
answer
very
differently
.
All
at
once
,
as
it
seemed
,
and
to
her
secret
dismay
,
she
found
that
the
old
resentment
she
had
cherished
against
him
was
gone
—
gone
just
when
she
most
needed
its
sustaining
power
.
It
was
in
vain
that
she
recalled
every
incident
and
emotion
of
that
memorable
occasion
and
tried
to
feel
the
old
satisfying
anger
.
That
day
by
the
pond
had
witnessed
its
last
spasmodic
flicker
.
Anne
realized
that
she
had
forgiven
and
forgotten
without
knowing
it
.
But
it
was
too
late
.
And
at
least
neither
Gilbert
nor
anybody
else
,
not
even
Diana
,
should
ever
suspect
how
sorry
she
was
and
how
much
she
wished
she
hadn
’
t
been
so
proud
and
horrid
!
She
determined
to
“
shroud
her
feelings
in
deepest
oblivion
,
”
and
it
may
be
stated
here
and
now
that
she
did
it
,
so
successfully
that
Gilbert
,
who
possibly
was
not
quite
so
indifferent
as
he
seemed
,
could
not
console
himself
with
any
belief
that
Anne
felt
his
retaliatory
scorn
.
The
only
poor
comfort
he
had
was
that
she
snubbed
Charlie
Sloane
,
unmercifully
,
continually
,
and
undeservedly
.
Otherwise
the
winter
passed
away
in
a
round
of
pleasant
duties
and
studies
.
For
Anne
the
days
slipped
by
like
golden
beads
on
the
necklace
of
the
year
.
She
was
happy
,
eager
,
interested
;
there
were
lessons
to
be
learned
and
honor
to
be
won
;
delightful
books
to
read
;
new
pieces
to
be
practiced
for
the
Sunday
-
school
choir
;
pleasant
Saturday
afternoons
at
the
manse
with
Mrs
.
Allan
;
and
then
,
almost
before
Anne
realized
it
,
spring
had
come
again
to
Green
Gables
and
all
the
world
was
abloom
once
more
.
Studies
palled
just
a
wee
bit
then
;
the
Queen
’
s
class
,
left
behind
in
school
while
the
others
scattered
to
green
lanes
and
leafy
wood
cuts
and
meadow
byways
,
looked
wistfully
out
of
the
windows
and
discovered
that
Latin
verbs
and
French
exercises
had
somehow
lost
the
tang
and
zest
they
had
possessed
in
the
crisp
winter
months
.
Even
Anne
and
Gilbert
lagged
and
grew
indifferent
.
Teacher
and
taught
were
alike
glad
when
the
term
was
ended
and
the
glad
vacation
days
stretched
rosily
before
them
.
“
But
you
’
ve
done
good
work
this
past
year
,
”
Miss
Stacy
told
them
on
the
last
evening
,
“
and
you
deserve
a
good
,
jolly
vacation
.
Have
the
best
time
you
can
in
the
out
-
of
-
door
world
and
lay
in
a
good
stock
of
health
and
vitality
and
ambition
to
carry
you
through
next
year
.
It
will
be
the
tug
of
war
,
you
know
—
the
last
year
before
the
Entrance
.
”
“
Are
you
going
to
be
back
next
year
,
Miss
Stacy
?
”
asked
Josie
Pye
.
Josie
Pye
never
scrupled
to
ask
questions
;
in
this
instance
the
rest
of
the
class
felt
grateful
to
her
;
none
of
them
would
have
dared
to
ask
it
of
Miss
Stacy
,
but
all
wanted
to
,
for
there
had
been
alarming
rumors
running
at
large
through
the
school
for
some
time
that
Miss
Stacy
was
not
coming
back
the
next
year
—
that
she
had
been
offered
a
position
in
the
grade
school
of
her
own
home
district
and
meant
to
accept
.
The
Queen
’
s
class
listened
in
breathless
suspense
for
her
answer
.
