`` How is Mrs. Lynde tonight ? '' asked the latter . `` She 's feeling calmer and more composed , '' answered Marilla , sitting down on Anne 's bed ... a proceeding which betokened some unusual mental excitement , for in Marilla 's code of household ethics to sit on a bed after it was made up was an unpardonable offense . `` But she 's very lonely . Eliza had to go home today ... her son is n't well and she felt she could n't stay any longer . '' `` When I 've finished these exercises I 'll run down and chat awhile with Mrs. Lynde , '' said Anne . `` I had intended to study some Latin composition tonight but it can wait . '' `` I suppose Gilbert Blythe is going to college in the fall , '' said Marilla jerkily . `` How would you like to go too , Anne ? '' Anne looked up in astonishment . `` I would like it , of course , Marilla . But it is n't possible . '' `` I guess it can be made possible . I 've always felt that you should go . I 've never felt easy to think you were giving it all up on my account . '' `` But Marilla , I 've never been sorry for a moment that I stayed home . I 've been so happy ... Oh , these past two years have just been delightful . '' `` Oh , yes , I know you 've been contented enough . But that is n't the question exactly . You ought to go on with your education .
You 've saved enough XXXXX put you through one year at Redmond and the money the stock brought in will do for another year ... and there 's scholarships and things you might win . ''
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