In it was a thread-like gold chain with a tiny pink enamel heart as a pendant . On the accompanying card was written , `` With all good wishes from your old chum , Gilbert . '' Anne , laughing over the memory the enamel heart conjured up the fatal day when Gilbert had called her `` Carrots '' and vainly tried to make his peace with a pink candy heart , had written him a nice little note of thanks . But she had never worn the trinket . Tonight she fastened it about her white throat with a dreamy smile . She and Phil walked to Redmond together . Anne walked in silence ; Phil chattered of many things . Suddenly she said , `` I heard today that Gilbert Blythe 's engagement to Christine Stuart was to be announced as soon as Convocation was over . Did you hear anything of it ? '' `` No , '' said Anne . `` I think it 's true , '' said Phil lightly . Anne did not speak . In the darkness she felt her face burning . She slipped her hand inside her collar and caught at the gold chain . One energetic twist and it gave way . Anne thrust the broken trinket into her pocket . Her hands were trembling and her eyes were smarting . But she was the gayest of all the gay revellers that night , and told Gilbert unregretfully that her card was full when he came to ask her for a dance . Afterwards , when she sat with the girls before the dying embers at Patty 's Place , removing the spring chilliness from their satin skins , none chatted more blithely than she of the day 's events . `` Moody Spurgeon MacPherson called here tonight after you left , '' said Aunt Jamesina , who had sat up to keep the fire on .
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