Davy , for the first time in his life probably , could not eat , but blubbered shamelessly over his porridge . Nobody else seemed to have much appetite , save Dora , who tucked away her rations comfortably . Dora , like the immortal and most prudent Charlotte , who `` went on cutting bread and butter '' when her frenzied lover 's body had been carried past on a shutter , was one of those fortunate creatures who are seldom disturbed by anything . Even at eight it took a great deal to ruffle Dora 's placidity . She was sorry Anne was going away , of course , but was that any reason why she should fail to appreciate a poached egg on toast ? Not at all . And , seeing that Davy could not eat his , Dora ate it for him . Promptly on time Diana appeared with horse and buggy , her rosy face glowing above her raincoat . The good-byes had to be said then somehow . Mrs. Lynde came in from her quarters to give Anne a hearty embrace and warn her to be careful of her health , whatever she did . Marilla , brusque and tearless , pecked Anne 's cheek and said she supposed they 'd hear from her when she got settled . A casual observer might have concluded that Anne 's going mattered very little to her -- unless said observer had happened to get a good look in her eyes . Dora kissed Anne primly and squeezed out two decorous little tears ; but Davy , who had been crying on the back porch step ever since they rose from the table , refused to say good-bye at all . When he saw Anne coming towards him he sprang to his feet , bolted up the back stairs , and hid in a clothes closet , out of which he would not come . His muffled howls were the last sounds Anne heard as she left Green Gables . It rained heavily all the way to Bright River , to which station they had to go , since the branch line train from Carmody did not connect with the boat train . Charlie and Gilbert were on the station platform when they reached it , and the train was whistling . Anne had just time to get her ticket and trunk check , say a hurried farewell to Diana , and hasten on board . She wished she were going back with Diana to Avonlea ; she knew she was going to die of homesickness . And oh , if only that dismal rain would stop pouring down as if the whole world were weeping over summer vanished and joys departed !
Even XXXXX 's presence brought her no comfort , for Charlie Sloane was there , too , and Sloanishness could be tolerated only in fine weather .
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