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 day to the wharf at the Glen , or sailed out again through the sunset , bound for ports that might be half way round the globe . Fishing boats went white-winged down the channel in the mornings , and returned laden in the evenings . Sailors and fisher-folk travelled the red , winding harbor roads , light-hearted and content . There was always a certain sense of things going to happen -- of adventures and farings-forth . The ways of Four Winds were less staid and settled and grooved than those of Avonlea ; winds of change blew over them ; the sea called ever to the dwellers on shore , and even those who might not answer its call felt the thrill and unrest and mystery and possibilities of it . `` I understand now why some men must go to sea , '' said Anne . `` That desire which comes to us all at times -- ` to sail beyond the bourne of sunset ' -- must be very imperious when it is born in you . I do n't wonder Captain Jim ran away because of it . I never see a ship sailing out of the channel , or a gull soaring over the sand-bar , without wishing I were on board the ship or had wings , not like a dove ` to fly away and be at rest , ' but like a gull , to sweep out into the very heart of a storm . ''
`` You 'll stay right here with me , Anne-girl , '' said XXXXX lazily .
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