`` What was your dream ? '' `` I was standing on the veranda steps , here at Ingleside , looking down over the fields of the Glen . All at once , far in the distance , I saw a long , silvery , glistening wave breaking over them . It came nearer and nearer -- just a succession of little white waves like those that break on the sandshore sometimes . The Glen was being swallowed up . I thought , ` Surely the waves will not come near Ingleside ' -- but they came nearer and nearer -- so rapidly -- before I could move or call they were breaking right at my feet -- and everything was gone -- there was nothing but a waste of stormy water where the Glen had been . I tried to draw back -- and I saw that the edge of my dress was wet with blood -- and I woke -- shivering . I do n't like the dream . There was some sinister significance in it . That kind of vivid dream always ` comes true ' with me . '' `` I hope it does n't mean there 's a storm coming up from the east to spoil the party , '' murmured Rilla . `` Incorrigible fifteen ! '' said Miss Oliver dryly . `` No , Rilla-my-Rilla , I do n't think there is any danger that it foretells anything so awful as that . '' There had been an undercurrent of tension in the Ingleside existence for several days . Only Rilla , absorbed in her own budding life , was unaware of it . Dr. Blythe had taken to looking grave and saying little over the daily paper . Jem and Walter were keenly interested in the news it brought . Jem sought Walter out in excitement that evening . `` Oh , boy , Germany has declared war on France .
This means that England will fight too , probably -- and if she does -- well , the Piper of your old fancy will have come XXXXX last . ''
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