`` Is n't that beautiful ? '' said Leslie , after a brief silence , pointing to the exquisite effect of a shaft of light falling through a cleft in the rock behind them , across a dark green pool at its base . `` If I had come here -- and seen nothing but just that -- I would go home satisfied . '' `` The effects of light and shadow all along these shores are wonderful , '' agreed Anne . `` My little sewing room looks out on the harbor , and I sit at its window and feast my eyes . The colors and shadows are never the same two minutes together . '' `` And you are never lonely ? '' asked Leslie abruptly . `` Never -- when you are alone ? '' `` No . I do n't think I 've ever been really lonely in my life , '' answered Anne . `` Even when I 'm alone I have real good company -- dreams and imaginations and pretendings . I LIKE to be alone now and then , just to think over things and TASTE them . But I love friendship -- and nice , jolly little times with people . Oh , WO N'T you come to see me -- often ? Please do . I believe , '' Anne added , laughing , `` that you 'd like me if you knew me . '' `` I wonder if YOU would like ME , '' said Leslie seriously . She was not fishing for a compliment . She looked out across the waves that were beginning to be garlanded with blossoms of moonlit foam , and her eyes filled with shadows .
`` I 'm sure I would , '' said XXXXX .
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