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"
I
DO
know
my
own
mind
,
"
protested
Anne
.
"
The
trouble
is
,
my
mind
changes
and
then
I
have
to
get
acquainted
with
it
all
over
again
.
"
"
Well
,
I
suppose
there
is
no
use
in
saying
anything
to
you
.
"
"
There
is
no
need
,
Phil
.
I
'm
in
the
dust
.
This
has
spoiled
everything
backwards
.
I
can
never
think
of
Redmond
days
without
recalling
the
humiliation
of
this
evening
.
Roy
despises
me
--
and
you
despise
me
--
and
I
despise
myself
.
"
"
You
poor
darling
,
"
said
Phil
,
melting
.
"
Just
come
here
and
let
me
comfort
you
.
I
've
no
right
to
scold
you
.
I
'd
have
married
Alec
or
Alonzo
if
I
had
n't
met
Jo
.
Oh
,
Anne
,
things
are
so
mixed-up
in
real
life
.
They
are
n't
clear-cut
and
trimmed
off
,
as
they
are
in
novels
"
"
I
hope
that
NO
one
will
ever
again
ask
me
to
marry
him
as
long
as
I
live
,
"
sobbed
poor
Anne
,
devoutly
believing
that
she
meant
it
.
Anne
felt
that
life
partook
of
the
nature
of
an
anticlimax
during
the
first
few
weeks
after
her
return
to
Green
Gables
.
She
missed
the
merry
comradeship
of
Patty
's
Place
.
She
had
dreamed
some
brilliant
dreams
during
the
past
winter
and
now
they
lay
in
the
dust
around
her
.
In
her
present
mood
of
self-disgust
,
she
could
not
immediately
begin
dreaming
again
.
And
she
discovered
that
,
while
solitude
with
dreams
is
glorious
,
solitude
without
them
has
few
charms
.
She
had
not
seen
Roy
again
after
their
painful
parting
in
the
park
pavilion
;
but
Dorothy
came
to
see
her
before
she
left
Kingsport
.
"
I
'm
awfully
sorry
you
wo
n't
marry
Roy
,
"
she
said
.
"
I
did
want
you
for
a
sister
.
But
you
are
quite
right
.
He
would
bore
you
to
death
.
I
love
him
,
and
he
is
a
dear
sweet
boy
,
but
really
he
is
n't
a
bit
interesting
.
He
looks
as
if
he
ought
to
be
,
but
he
is
n't
.
"
"
This
wo
n't
spoil
OUR
friendship
,
will
it
,
Dorothy
?
"
Anne
had
asked
wistfully
.
