`` I want you to have this , '' she sobbed . `` Ruby would have liked you to have it . It 's the embroidered centerpiece she was working at . It is n't quite finished -- the needle is sticking in it just where her poor little fingers put it the last time she laid it down , the afternoon before she died . '' `` There 's always a piece of unfinished work left , '' said Mrs. Lynde , with tears in her eyes . `` But I suppose there 's always some one to finish it . '' `` How difficult it is to realize that one we have always known can really be dead , '' said Anne , as she and Diana walked home . `` Ruby is the first of our schoolmates to go . One by one , sooner or later , all the rest of us must follow . '' `` Yes , I suppose so , '' said Diana uncomfortably . She did not want to talk of that . She would have preferred to have discussed the details of the funeral -- the splendid white velvet casket Mr. Gillis had insisted on having for Ruby -- `` the Gillises must always make a splurge , even at funerals , '' quoth Mrs. Rachel Lynde -- Herb Spencer 's sad face , the uncontrolled , hysteric grief of one of Ruby 's sisters -- but Anne would not talk of these things . She seemed wrapped in a reverie in which Diana felt lonesomely that she had neither lot nor part . `` Ruby Gillis was a great girl to laugh , '' said Davy suddenly . `` Will she laugh as much in heaven as she did in Avonlea , Anne ? I want to know . '' `` Yes , I think she will , '' said Anne . `` Oh , Anne , '' protested Diana , with a rather shocked smile . `` Well , why not , Diana ? '' asked Anne seriously .
`` Do you think we 'll never laugh XXXXX heaven ? ''
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