Diana gave me a lock of her hair and I 'm going to sew it up in a little bag and wear it around my neck all my life . Please see that it is buried with me , for I do n't believe I 'll live very long . Perhaps when she sees me lying cold and dead before her Mrs. Barry may feel remorse for what she has done and will let Diana come to my funeral . '' `` I do n't think there is much fear of your dying of grief as long as you can talk , Anne , '' said Marilla unsympathetically . The following Monday Anne surprised Marilla by coming down from her room with her basket of books on her arm and hip and her lips primmed up into a line of determination . `` I 'm going back to school , '' she announced . `` That is all there is left in life for me , now that my friend has been ruthlessly torn from me . In school I can look at her and muse over days departed . '' `` You 'd better muse over your lessons and sums , '' said Marilla , concealing her delight at this development of the situation . `` If you 're going back to school I hope we 'll hear no more of breaking slates over people 's heads and such carryings on . Behave yourself and do just what your teacher tells you . '' `` I 'll try to be a model pupil , '' agreed Anne dolefully . `` There wo n't be much fun in it , I expect . Mr. Phillips said Minnie Andrews was a model pupil and there is n't a spark of imagination or life in her . She is just dull and poky and never seems to have a good time . But I feel so depressed that perhaps it will come easy to me now . I 'm going round by the road . I could n't bear to go by the Birch Path all alone . I should weep bitter tears if I did . '' Anne was welcomed back to school with open arms .
Her imagination had been sorely missed XXXXX games , her voice in the singing and her dramatic ability in the perusal aloud of books at dinner hour .
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