Page:L M Montgomery - Chronicles of Avonlea.djvu/324

From Wikisource
Jump to navigation Jump to search
This page has been proofread, but needs to be validated.
306
CHRONICLES OF AVONLEA

tried to look Peter in the face, but her blue eyes, where tears and mirth were blending, faltered down before his gray ones.

Peter stood up, knocking over his chair, and strode around the table to her.

"Nancy, my girl!" he said.

THE END.