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ANNE OF THE ISLAND
unending season. Now, ‘’tis a handbreadth, ’tis a tale.’”
“Anne, are you and Gilbert Blythe as good friends as you used to be?” asked Miss Lavendar quietly.
“I am just as much Gilbert’s friend as ever I was, Miss Lavendar.”
Miss Lavendar shook her head.
“I see something’s gone wrong, Anne. I’m going to be impertinent and ask what. Have you quarrelled?”
“No; it’s only that Gilbert wants more than friendship and I can’t give him more.”
“Are you sure of that, Anne?”
“Perfectly sure.”
“I’m very, very sorry.”
“I wonder why everybody seems to think I ought to marry Gilbert Blythe,” said Anne petulantly.
“Because you were made and meant for each other, Anne—that is why. You needn’t toss that young head of yours. It’s a fact.”
