Otherwise the winter passed away in a round of pleasant duties and studies . For Anne the days slipped by like golden beads on the necklace of the year . She was happy , eager , interested ; there were lessons to be learned and honor to be won ; delightful books to read ; new pieces to be practiced for the Sunday-school choir ; pleasant Saturday afternoons at the manse with Mrs. Allan ; and then , almost before Anne realized it , spring had come again to Green Gables and all the world was abloom once more . Studies palled just a wee bit then ; the Queen 's class , left behind in school while the others scattered to green lanes and leafy wood cuts and meadow byways , looked wistfully out of the windows and discovered that Latin verbs and French exercises had somehow lost the tang and zest they had possessed in the crisp winter months . Even Anne and Gilbert lagged and grew indifferent . Teacher and taught were alike glad when the term was ended and the glad vacation days stretched rosily before them . `` But you 've done good work this past year , '' Miss Stacy told them on the last evening , `` and you deserve a good , jolly vacation . Have the best time you can in the out-of-door world and lay in a good stock of health and vitality and ambition to carry you through next year . It will be the tug of war , you know -- the last year before the Entrance . '' `` Are you going to be back next year , Miss Stacy ? '' asked Josie Pye . Josie Pye never scrupled to ask questions ; in this instance the rest of the class felt grateful to her ; none of them would have dared to ask it of Miss Stacy , but all wanted to , for there had been alarming rumors running at large through the school for some time that Miss Stacy was not coming back the next year -- that she had been offered a position in the grade school of her own home district and meant to accept . The Queen 's class listened in breathless suspense for her answer . `` Yes , I think I will , '' said Miss Stacy . `` I thought of taking another school , but I have decided to come back to Avonlea . To tell the truth , I 've grown so interested in my pupils here that I found I could n't leave them . So I 'll stay and see you through . '' `` Hurrah ! '' said Moody Spurgeon . Moody Spurgeon had never been so carried away by his feelings before , and he blushed uncomfortably every time he thought about it for a week .
`` Oh , I 'm so glad , '' said XXXXX , with shining eyes .
Allan Anne French Pye Spurgeon Stacy Sunday-school abloom byways months