Everything has changed . Miss Lavendar and Mr. and Mrs. Allan gone -- how lonely the manse looks with the shutters all closed ! I went past it last night , and it made me feel as if everybody in it had died . '' `` We 'll never get another minister as nice as Mr. Allan , '' said Diana , with gloomy conviction . `` I suppose we 'll have all kinds of supplies this winter , and half the Sundays no preaching at all . And you and Gilbert gone -- it will be awfully dull . '' `` Fred will be here , '' insinuated Anne slyly . `` When is Mrs. Lynde going to move up ? '' asked Diana , as if she had not heard Anne 's remark . `` Tomorrow . I 'm glad she 's coming -- but it will be another change . Marilla and I cleared everything out of the spare room yesterday . Do you know , I hated to do it ? Of course , it was silly -- but it did seem as if we were committing sacrilege . That old spare room has always seemed like a shrine to me . When I was a child I thought it the most wonderful apartment in the world . You remember what a consuming desire I had to sleep in a spare room bed -- but not the Green Gables spare room . Oh , no , never there ! It would have been too terrible -- I could n't have slept a wink from awe . I never WALKED through that room when Marilla sent me in on an errand -- no , indeed , I tiptoed through it and held my breath , as if I were in church , and felt relieved when I got out of it .
The pictures of George Whitefield and the Duke XXXXX Wellington hung there , one on each side of the mirror , and frowned so sternly at me all the time I was in , especially if I dared peep in the mirror , which was the only one in the house that did n't twist my face a little .
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