`` You get hold of their soul then . Oh , Gilbert , this little house is all I 've dreamed it . And I 'm so glad that we are not the first who have kept bridal tryst here ! '' CHAPTER 8 MISS CORNELIA BRYANT COMES TO CALL That September was a month of golden mists and purple hazes at Four Winds Harbor -- a month of sun-steeped days and of nights that were swimming in moonlight , or pulsating with stars . No storm marred it , no rough wind blew . Anne and Gilbert put their nest in order , rambled on the shores , sailed on the harbor , drove about Four Winds and the Glen , or through the ferny , sequestered roads of the woods around the harbor head ; in short , had such a honeymoon as any lovers in the world might have envied them . `` If life were to stop short just now it would still have been richly worth while , just for the sake of these past four weeks , would n't it ? '' said Anne . `` I do n't suppose we will ever have four such perfect weeks again -- but we 've HAD them . Everything -- wind , weather , folks , house of dreams -- has conspired to make our honeymoon delightful . There has n't even been a rainy day since we came here . '' `` And we have n't quarrelled once , '' teased Gilbert . `` Well , ` that 's a pleasure all the greater for being deferred , ' '' quoted Anne . `` I 'm so glad we decided to spend our honeymoon here . Our memories of it will always belong here , in our house of dreams , instead of being scattered about in strange places . '' There was a certain tang of romance and adventure in the atmosphere of their new home which Anne had never found in Avonlea . There , although she had lived in sight of the sea , it had not entered intimately into her life . In Four Winds it surrounded her and called to her constantly . From every window of her new home she saw some varying aspect of it . Its haunting murmur was ever in her ears .
Vessels sailed up the harbor every XXXXX to the wharf at the Glen , or sailed out again through the sunset , bound for ports that might be half way round the globe .
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