She had never before minded being alone . Now she dreaded it . When she was alone now she felt so dreadfully alone . `` Here 's a nice little spot where the wind ca n't get at you , '' said Captain Jim , when they reached the rocks . `` I often sit here . It 's a great place jest to sit and dream . '' `` Oh -- dreams , '' sighed Anne . `` I ca n't dream now , Captain Jim -- I 'm done with dreams . '' `` Oh , no , you 're not , Mistress Blythe -- oh , no , you 're not , '' said Captain Jim meditatively . `` I know how you feel jest now -- but if you keep on living you 'll get glad again , and the first thing you know you 'll be dreaming again -- thank the good Lord for it ! If it was n't for our dreams they might as well bury us . How 'd we stand living if it was n't for our dream of immortality ? And that 's a dream that 's BOUND to come true , Mistress Blythe . You 'll see your little Joyce again some day . '' `` But she wo n't be my baby , '' said Anne , with trembling lips . `` Oh , she may be , as Longfellow says , ' a fair maiden clothed with celestial grace ' -- but she 'll be a stranger to me . '' `` God will manage better 'n THAT , I believe , '' said Captain Jim . They were both silent for a little time . Then Captain Jim said very softly : `` Mistress Blythe , may I tell you about lost Margaret ? '' `` Of course , '' said Anne gently .
She did not know who `` lost XXXXX '' was , but she felt that she was going to hear the romance of Captain Jim 's life .
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