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You
’
re
a
credit
to
your
friends
,
Anne
,
that
’
s
what
,
and
we
’
re
all
proud
of
you
.
”
That
night
Anne
,
who
had
wound
up
the
delightful
evening
with
a
serious
little
talk
with
Mrs
.
Allan
at
the
manse
,
knelt
sweetly
by
her
open
window
in
a
great
sheen
of
moonshine
and
murmured
a
prayer
of
gratitude
and
aspiration
that
came
straight
from
her
heart
.
There
was
in
it
thankfulness
for
the
past
and
reverent
petition
for
the
future
;
and
when
she
slept
on
her
white
pillow
her
dreams
were
as
fair
and
bright
and
beautiful
as
maidenhood
might
desire
.
Put
on
your
white
organdy
,
by
all
means
,
Anne
,
”
advised
Diana
decidedly
.
They
were
together
in
the
east
gable
chamber
;
outside
it
was
only
twilight
—
a
lovely
yellowish
-
green
twilight
with
a
clear
-
blue
cloudless
sky
.
A
big
round
moon
,
slowly
deepening
from
her
pallid
luster
into
burnished
silver
,
hung
over
the
Haunted
Wood
;
the
air
was
full
of
sweet
summer
sounds
—
sleepy
birds
twittering
,
freakish
breezes
,
faraway
voices
and
laughter
.
But
in
Anne
’
s
room
the
blind
was
drawn
and
the
lamp
lighted
,
for
an
important
toilet
was
being
made
.
The
east
gable
was
a
very
different
place
from
what
it
had
been
on
that
night
four
years
before
,
when
Anne
had
felt
its
bareness
penetrate
to
the
marrow
of
her
spirit
with
its
inhospitable
chill
.
Changes
had
crept
in
,
Marilla
conniving
at
them
resignedly
,
until
it
was
as
sweet
and
dainty
a
nest
as
a
young
girl
could
desire
.
The
velvet
carpet
with
the
pink
roses
and
the
pink
silk
curtains
of
Anne
’
s
early
visions
had
certainly
never
materialized
;
but
her
dreams
had
kept
pace
with
her
growth
,
and
it
is
not
probable
she
lamented
them
.
The
floor
was
covered
with
a
pretty
matting
,
and
the
curtains
that
softened
the
high
window
and
fluttered
in
the
vagrant
breezes
were
of
pale
-
green
art
muslin
.
The
walls
,
hung
not
with
gold
and
silver
brocade
tapestry
,
but
with
a
dainty
apple
-
blossom
paper
,
were
adorned
with
a
few
good
pictures
given
Anne
by
Mrs
.
Allan
.
Miss
Stacy
’
s
photograph
occupied
the
place
of
honor
,
and
Anne
made
a
sentimental
point
of
keeping
fresh
flowers
on
the
bracket
under
it
.
Tonight
a
spike
of
white
lilies
faintly
perfumed
the
room
like
the
dream
of
a
fragrance
.
There
was
no
“
mahogany
furniture
,
”
but
there
was
a
white
-
painted
bookcase
filled
with
books
,
a
cushioned
wicker
rocker
,
a
toilet
table
befrilled
with
white
muslin
,
a
quaint
,
gilt
-
framed
mirror
with
chubby
pink
Cupids
and
purple
grapes
painted
over
its
arched
top
,
that
used
to
hang
in
the
spare
room
,
and
a
low
white
bed
.
Anne
was
dressing
for
a
concert
at
the
White
Sands
Hotel
.
The
guests
had
got
it
up
in
aid
of
the
Charlottetown
hospital
,
and
had
hunted
out
all
the
available
amateur
talent
in
the
surrounding
districts
to
help
it
along
.
Bertha
Sampson
and
Pearl
Clay
of
the
White
Sands
Baptist
choir
had
been
asked
to
sing
a
duet
;
Milton
Clark
of
Newbridge
was
to
give
a
violin
solo
;
Winnie
Adella
Blair
of
Carmody
was
to
sing
a
Scotch
ballad
;
and
Laura
Spencer
of
Spencervale
and
Anne
Shirley
of
Avonlea
were
to
recite
.
As
Anne
would
have
said
at
one
time
,
it
was
“
an
epoch
in
her
life
,
”
and
she
was
deliciously
athrill
with
the
excitement
of
it
.
Matthew
was
in
the
seventh
heaven
of
gratified
pride
over
the
honor
conferred
on
his
Anne
and
Marilla
was
not
far
behind
,
although
she
would
have
died
rather
than
admit
it
,
and
said
she
didn
’
t
think
it
was
very
proper
for
a
lot
of
young
folks
to
be
gadding
over
to
the
hotel
without
any
responsible
person
with
them
.
Anne
and
Diana
were
to
drive
over
with
Jane
Andrews
and
her
brother
Billy
in
their
double
-
seated
buggy
;
and
several
other
Avonlea
girls
and
boys
were
going
too
.
There
was
a
party
of
visitors
expected
out
from
town
,
and
after
the
concert
a
supper
was
to
be
given
to
the
performers
.
