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“
That
may
make
me
feel
badly
tomorrow
,
Josie
,
”
laughed
Anne
,
“
but
just
now
I
honestly
feel
that
as
long
as
I
know
the
violets
are
coming
out
all
purple
down
in
the
hollow
below
Green
Gables
and
that
little
ferns
are
poking
their
heads
up
in
Lovers
’
Lane
,
it
’
s
not
a
great
deal
of
difference
whether
I
win
the
Avery
or
not
.
I
’
ve
done
my
best
and
I
begin
to
understand
what
is
meant
by
the
‘
joy
of
the
strife
.
’
Next
to
trying
and
winning
,
the
best
thing
is
trying
and
failing
.
Girls
,
don
’
t
talk
about
exams
!
Look
at
that
arch
of
pale
green
sky
over
those
houses
and
picture
to
yourself
what
it
must
look
like
over
the
purply
-
dark
beech
-
woods
back
of
Avonlea
.
”
“
What
are
you
going
to
wear
for
commencement
,
Jane
?
”
asked
Ruby
practically
.
Jane
and
Josie
both
answered
at
once
and
the
chatter
drifted
into
a
side
eddy
of
fashions
.
But
Anne
,
with
her
elbows
on
the
window
sill
,
her
soft
cheek
laid
against
her
clasped
hands
,
and
her
eyes
filled
with
visions
,
looked
out
unheedingly
across
city
roof
and
spire
to
that
glorious
dome
of
sunset
sky
and
wove
her
dreams
of
a
possible
future
from
the
golden
tissue
of
youth
’
s
own
optimism
.
All
the
Beyond
was
hers
with
its
possibilities
lurking
rosily
in
the
oncoming
years
—
each
year
a
rose
of
promise
to
be
woven
into
an
immortal
chaplet
.
On
the
morning
when
the
final
results
of
all
the
examinations
were
to
be
posted
on
the
bulletin
board
at
Queen
’
s
,
Anne
and
Jane
walked
down
the
street
together
.
Jane
was
smiling
and
happy
;
examinations
were
over
and
she
was
comfortably
sure
she
had
made
a
pass
at
least
;
further
considerations
troubled
Jane
not
at
all
;
she
had
no
soaring
ambitions
and
consequently
was
not
affected
with
the
unrest
attendant
thereon
.
For
we
pay
a
price
for
everything
we
get
or
take
in
this
world
;
and
although
ambitions
are
well
worth
having
,
they
are
not
to
be
cheaply
won
,
but
exact
their
dues
of
work
and
self
-
denial
,
anxiety
and
discouragement
.
Anne
was
pale
and
quiet
;
in
ten
more
minutes
she
would
know
who
had
won
the
medal
and
who
the
Avery
.
Beyond
those
ten
minutes
there
did
not
seem
,
just
then
,
to
be
anything
worth
being
called
Time
.
“
Of
course
you
’
ll
win
one
of
them
anyhow
,
”
said
Jane
,
who
couldn
’
t
understand
how
the
faculty
could
be
so
unfair
as
to
order
it
otherwise
.
“
I
have
not
hope
of
the
Avery
,
”
said
Anne
.
“
Everybody
says
Emily
Clay
will
win
it
.
And
I
’
m
not
going
to
march
up
to
that
bulletin
board
and
look
at
it
before
everybody
.
I
haven
’
t
the
moral
courage
.
I
’
m
going
straight
to
the
girls
’
dressing
room
.
You
must
read
the
announcements
and
then
come
and
tell
me
,
Jane
.
And
I
implore
you
in
the
name
of
our
old
friendship
to
do
it
as
quickly
as
possible
.
If
I
have
failed
just
say
so
,
without
trying
to
break
it
gently
;
and
whatever
you
do
don
’
t
sympathize
with
me
.
Promise
me
this
,
Jane
.
”
Jane
promised
solemnly
;
but
,
as
it
happened
,
there
was
no
necessity
for
such
a
promise
.
When
they
went
up
the
entrance
steps
of
Queen
’
s
they
found
the
hall
full
of
boys
who
were
carrying
Gilbert
Blythe
around
on
their
shoulders
and
yelling
at
the
tops
of
their
voices
,
“
Hurrah
for
Blythe
,
Medalist
!
”
For
a
moment
Anne
felt
one
sickening
pang
of
defeat
and
disappointment
.
So
she
had
failed
and
Gilbert
had
won
!
Well
,
Matthew
would
be
sorry
—
he
had
been
so
sure
she
would
win
.
And
then
!
