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"
Not
quite
,
"
laughed
Anne
,
responding
to
Phil
's
squeeze
,
with
a
return
of
cordiality
.
"
Because
I
'm
not
half
so
silly
as
I
seem
on
the
surface
,
you
know
.
You
just
accept
Philippa
Gordon
,
as
the
Lord
made
her
,
with
all
her
faults
,
and
I
believe
you
'll
come
to
like
her
.
Is
n't
this
graveyard
a
sweet
place
?
I
'd
love
to
be
buried
here
.
Here
's
a
grave
I
did
n't
see
before
--
this
one
in
the
iron
railing
--
oh
,
girls
,
look
,
see
--
the
stone
says
it
's
the
grave
of
a
middy
who
was
killed
in
the
fight
between
the
Shannon
and
the
Chesapeake
.
Just
fancy
!
"
Anne
paused
by
the
railing
and
looked
at
the
worn
stone
,
her
pulses
thrilling
with
sudden
excitement
.
The
old
graveyard
,
with
its
over-arching
trees
and
long
aisles
of
shadows
,
faded
from
her
sight
.
Instead
,
she
saw
the
Kingsport
Harbor
of
nearly
a
century
agone
.
Out
of
the
mist
came
slowly
a
great
frigate
,
brilliant
with
"
the
meteor
flag
of
England
.
"
Behind
her
was
another
,
with
a
still
,
heroic
form
,
wrapped
in
his
own
starry
flag
,
lying
on
the
quarter
deck
--
the
gallant
Lawrence
.
Time
's
finger
had
turned
back
his
pages
,
and
that
was
the
Shannon
sailing
triumphant
up
the
bay
with
the
Chesapeake
as
her
prize
.
"
Come
back
,
Anne
Shirley
--
come
back
,
"
laughed
Philippa
,
pulling
her
arm
.
"
You
're
a
hundred
years
away
from
us
.
Come
back
.
"
Anne
came
back
with
a
sigh
;
her
eyes
were
shining
softly
.
"
I
've
always
loved
that
old
story
,
"
she
said
,
"
and
although
the
English
won
that
victory
,
I
think
it
was
because
of
the
brave
,
defeated
commander
I
love
it
.
This
grave
seems
to
bring
it
so
near
and
make
it
so
real
.
This
poor
little
middy
was
only
eighteen
.
He
'
died
of
desperate
wounds
received
in
gallant
action
'
--
so
reads
his
epitaph
.
It
is
such
as
a
soldier
might
wish
for
.
"
Before
she
turned
away
,
Anne
unpinned
the
little
cluster
of
purple
pansies
she
wore
and
dropped
it
softly
on
the
grave
of
the
boy
who
had
perished
in
the
great
sea-duel
"
Well
,
what
do
you
think
of
our
new
friend
?
"
asked
Priscilla
,
when
Phil
had
left
them
.
"
I
like
her
.
There
is
something
very
lovable
about
her
,
in
spite
of
all
her
nonsense
.
I
believe
,
as
she
says
herself
,
that
she
is
n't
half
as
silly
as
she
sounds
.
She
's
a
dear
,
kissable
baby
--
and
I
do
n't
know
that
she
'll
ever
really
grow
up
.
"
