You must never speak of this to me again . '' There was another pause -- so long and so dreadful that Anne was driven at last to look up . Gilbert 's face was white to the lips . And his eyes -- but Anne shuddered and looked away . There was nothing romantic about this . Must proposals be either grotesque or -- horrible ? Could she ever forget Gilbert 's face ? `` Is there anybody else ? '' he asked at last in a low voice . `` No -- no , '' said Anne eagerly . `` I do n't care for any one like THAT -- and I LIKE you better than anybody else in the world , Gilbert . And we must -- we must go on being friends , Gilbert . '' Gilbert gave a bitter little laugh . `` Friends ! Your friendship ca n't satisfy me , Anne . I want your love -- and you tell me I can never have that . '' `` I 'm sorry . Forgive me , Gilbert , '' was all Anne could say . Where , oh , where were all the gracious and graceful speeches wherewith , in imagination , she had been wont to dismiss rejected suitors ? Gilbert released her hand gently .
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