Beyond it was a hill , green and feathery with spruce and fir ; there was a gap in it where the gray gable end of the little house she had seen from the other side of the Lake of Shining Waters was visible . Off to the left were the big barns and beyond them , away down over green , low-sloping fields , was a sparkling blue glimpse of sea . Anne 's beauty-loving eyes lingered on it all , taking everything greedily in . She had looked on so many unlovely places in her life , poor child ; but this was as lovely as anything she had ever dreamed . She knelt there , lost to everything but the loveliness around her , until she was startled by a hand on her shoulder . Marilla had come in unheard by the small dreamer . `` It 's time you were dressed , '' she said curtly . Marilla really did not know how to talk to the child , and her uncomfortable ignorance made her crisp and curt when she did not mean to be . Anne stood up and drew a long breath . `` Oh , is n't it wonderful ? '' she said , waving her hand comprehensively at the good world outside . `` It 's a big tree , '' said Marilla , `` and it blooms great , but the fruit do n't amount to much never -- small and wormy . '' `` Oh , I do n't mean just the tree ; of course it 's lovely -- yes , it 's RADIANTLY lovely -- it blooms as if it meant it -- but I meant everything , the garden and the orchard and the brook and the woods , the whole big dear world . Do n't you feel as if you just loved the world on a morning like this ? And I can hear the brook laughing all the way up here . Have you ever noticed what cheerful things brooks are ? They 're always laughing . Even in winter-time I 've heard them under the ice . I 'm so glad there 's a brook near Green Gables . Perhaps you think it does n't make any difference to me when you 're not going to keep me , but it does .
I shall always like to remember that there is a brook at Green XXXXX even if I never see it again .
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