I do n't get many books . There 's a circulating library at the Glen store -- but I do n't think the committee who pick the books for Mr. Parker know what books are of Joseph 's race -- or perhaps they do n't care . It was so seldom I got one I really liked that I gave up getting any . '' `` I hope you 'll look on our bookshelves as your own , '' said Anne . `` You are entirely and wholeheartedly welcome to the loan of any book on them . '' `` You are setting a feast of fat things before me , '' said Leslie , joyously . Then , as the clock struck ten , she rose , half unwillingly . `` I must go . I did n't realise it was so late . Captain Jim is always saying it does n't take long to stay an hour . But I 've stayed two -- and oh , but I 've enjoyed them , '' she added frankly . `` Come often , '' said Anne and Gilbert . They had risen and stood together in the firelight 's glow . Leslie looked at them -- youthful , hopeful , happy , typifying all she had missed and must forever miss . The light went out of her face and eyes ; the girl vanished ; it was the sorrowful , cheated woman who answered the invitation almost coldly and got herself away with a pitiful haste . Anne watched her until she was lost in the shadows of the chill and misty night . Then she turned slowly back to the glow of her own radiant hearthstone . `` Is n't she lovely , Gilbert ? Her hair fascinates me . Miss Cornelia says it reaches to her feet .
Ruby Gillis had beautiful hair -- but XXXXX 's is ALIVE -- every thread of it is living gold . ''
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