One evening they were standing on the bridge over a rushing turbulent stream and Cordelia , thinking they were alone , pushed Geraldine over the brink with a wild , mocking , ` Ha , ha , ha . ' But Bertram saw it all and he at once plunged into the current , exclaiming , ' I will save thee , my peerless Geraldine . ' But alas , he had forgotten he could n't swim , and they were both drowned , clasped in each other 's arms . Their bodies were washed ashore soon afterwards . They were buried in the one grave and their funeral was most imposing , Diana . It 's so much more romantic to end a story up with a funeral than a wedding . As for Cordelia , she went insane with remorse and was shut up in a lunatic asylum . I thought that was a poetical retribution for her crime . '' `` How perfectly lovely ! '' sighed Diana , who belonged to Matthew 's school of critics . `` I do n't see how you can make up such thrilling things out of your own head , Anne . I wish my imagination was as good as yours . '' `` It would be if you 'd only cultivate it , '' said Anne cheeringly . `` I 've just thought of a plan , Diana . Let you and me have a story club all our own and write stories for practice . I 'll help you along until you can do them by yourself . You ought to cultivate your imagination , you know . Miss Stacy says so . Only we must take the right way . I told her about the Haunted Wood , but she said we went the wrong way about it in that . ''
This was how the story club came XXXXX existence .
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