Miss Cornelia was the joy of Anne 's and Gilbert 's existence . They laughed side-splittingly over her speeches after every visit . When Captain Jim and she happened to visit the little house at the same time there was much sport for the listening . They waged wordy warfare , she attacking , he defending . Anne once reproached the Captain for his baiting of Miss Cornelia . `` Oh , I do love to set her going , Mistress Blythe , '' chuckled the unrepentant sinner . `` It 's the greatest amusement I have in life . That tongue of hers would blister a stone . And you and that young dog of a doctor enj ' y listening to her as much as I do . '' Captain Jim came along another evening to bring Anne some mayflowers . The garden was full of the moist , scented air of a maritime spring evening . There was a milk-white mist on the edge of the sea , with a young moon kissing it , and a silver gladness of stars over the Glen . The bell of the church across the harbor was ringing dreamily sweet . The mellow chime drifted through the dusk to mingle with the soft spring-moan of the sea . Captain Jim 's mayflowers added the last completing touch to the charm of the night . `` I have n't seen any this spring , and I 've missed them , '' said Anne , burying her face in them . `` They ai n't to be found around Four Winds , only in the barrens away behind the Glen up yander . I took a little trip today to the Land-of-nothing-to-do , and hunted these up for you . I reckon they 're the last you 'll see this spring , for they 're nearly done . '' `` How kind and thoughtful you are , Captain Jim .
Nobody else -- not even Gilbert '' -- with a shake of her head at him -- `` remembered that I always long for XXXXX in spring . ''
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