`` Wait till your turn comes , Miss Anne . Oh , Anne , I hear father coming upstairs . Give me my bouquet . Is my veil right ? Am I very pale ? '' `` You look just lovely . Di , darling , kiss me good-bye for the last time . Diana Barry will never kiss me again . '' `` Diana Wright will , though . There , mother 's calling . Come . '' Following the simple , old-fashioned way in vogue then , Anne went down to the parlor on Gilbert 's arm . They met at the top of the stairs for the first time since they had left Kingsport , for Gilbert had arrived only that day . Gilbert shook hands courteously . He was looking very well , though , as Anne instantly noted , rather thin . He was not pale ; there was a flush on his cheek that had burned into it as Anne came along the hall towards him , in her soft , white dress with lilies-of-the-valley in the shining masses of her hair . As they entered the crowded parlor together a little murmur of admiration ran around the room . `` What a fine-looking pair they are , '' whispered the impressible Mrs. Rachel to Marilla . Fred ambled in alone , with a very red face , and then Diana swept in on her father 's arm . She did not faint , and nothing untoward occurred to interrupt the ceremony .
Feasting and merry-making followed ; then , XXXXX the evening waned , Fred and Diana drove away through the moonlight to their new home , and Gilbert walked with Anne to Green Gables .
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