`` Not I. Those apples have been as manna to a hungry soul . I feel that I shall love Redmond and have a splendid four years there . '' `` And after those four years -- what ? '' `` Oh , there 's another bend in the road at their end , '' answered Anne lightly . `` I 've no idea what may be around it -- I do n't want to have . It 's nicer not to know . '' Lover 's Lane was a dear place that night , still and mysteriously dim in the pale radiance of the moonlight . They loitered through it in a pleasant chummy silence , neither caring to talk . `` If Gilbert were always as he has been this evening how nice and simple everything would be , '' reflected Anne . Gilbert was looking at Anne , as she walked along . In her light dress , with her slender delicacy , she made him think of a white iris . `` I wonder if I can ever make her care for me , '' he thought , with a pang of self-distrust . Chapter III Greeting and Farewell Charlie Sloane , Gilbert Blythe and Anne Shirley left Avonlea the following Monday morning . Anne had hoped for a fine day . Diana was to drive her to the station and they wanted this , their last drive together for some time , to be a pleasant one . But when Anne went to bed Sunday night the east wind was moaning around Green Gables with an ominous prophecy which was fulfilled in the morning . Anne awoke to find raindrops pattering against her window and shadowing the pond 's gray surface with widening rings ; hills and sea were hidden in mist , and the whole world seemed dim and dreary . Anne dressed in the cheerless gray dawn , for an early start was necessary to catch the boat train ; she struggled against the tears that WOULD well up in her eyes in spite of herself . She was leaving the home that was so dear to her , and something told her that she was leaving it forever , save as a holiday refuge . Things would never be the same again ; coming back for vacations would not be living there .
And oh , how dear and beloved everything was -- that little white porch room , sacred to the dreams of girlhood , the old Snow Queen XXXXX the window , the brook in the hollow , the Dryad 's Bubble , the Haunted Woods , and Lover 's Lane -- all the thousand and one dear spots where memories of the old years bided .
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