`` I think it would , '' agreed Anne solemnly . `` Anyway , I daresay that if your Grandma and I both got down to what we really do mean , under our different ways of expressing it , we 'd find out we both meant much the same thing . You 'd better go by her way of expressing it , since it 's been the result of experience . We 'll have to wait until we see how the twins do turn out before we can be sure that my way is equally good . '' After lunch they went back to the garden , where Paul made the acquaintance of the echoes , to his wonder and delight , while Anne and Miss Lavendar sat on the stone bench under the poplar and talked . `` So you are going away in the fall ? '' said Miss Lavendar wistfully . `` I ought to be glad for your sake , Anne ... but I 'm horribly , selfishly sorry . I shall miss you so much . Oh , sometimes , I think it is of no use to make friends . They only go out of your life after awhile and leave a hurt that is worse than the emptiness before they came . '' `` That sounds like something Miss Eliza Andrews might say but never Miss Lavendar , '' said Anne . `` NOTHING is worse than emptiness ... and I 'm not going out of your life . There are such things as letters and vacations . Dearest , I 'm afraid you 're looking a little pale and tired . '' `` Oh ... hoo ... hoo ... hoo , '' went Paul on the dyke , where he had been making noises diligently ... not all of them melodious in the making , but all coming back transmuted into the very gold and silver of sound by the fairy alchemists over the river . Miss Lavendar made an impatient movement with her pretty hands . `` I 'm just tired of everything ... even of the echoes . There is nothing in my life but echoes ... echoes of lost hopes and dreams and joys . They 're beautiful and mocking .
Oh Anne , it 's horrid XXXXX me to talk like this when I have company .
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