She said not a word about parties and drives and dresses and `` fellows . '' She lay in the hammock , with her untouched work beside her , and a white shawl wrapped about her thin shoulders . Her long yellow braids of hair -- how Anne had envied those beautiful braids in old schooldays ! -- lay on either side of her . She had taken the pins out -- they made her head ache , she said . The hectic flush was gone for the time , leaving her pale and childlike . The moon rose in the silvery sky , empearling the clouds around her . Below , the pond shimmered in its hazy radiance . Just beyond the Gillis homestead was the church , with the old graveyard beside it . The moonlight shone on the white stones , bringing them out in clear-cut relief against the dark trees behind . `` How strange the graveyard looks by moonlight ! '' said Ruby suddenly . `` How ghostly ! '' she shuddered . `` Anne , it wo n't be long now before I 'll be lying over there . You and Diana and all the rest will be going about , full of life -- and I 'll be there -- in the old graveyard -- dead ! '' The surprise of it bewildered Anne . For a few moments she could not speak . `` You know it 's so , do n't you ? '' said Ruby insistently .
`` Yes , I know , '' answered Anne XXXXX a low tone .
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