`` Oh , I 'm just as glad you did . When I saw John Douglas making off down that road I just felt as if every little bit of joy and happiness that was left in my life was going with him . It was an awful feeling . '' `` Did he ask you why you did it ? '' asked Anne . `` No , he never said a word about it , '' replied Janet dully . Chapter XXXIV John Douglas Speaks at Last Anne was not without a feeble hope that something might come of it after all . But nothing did . John Douglas came and took Janet driving , and walked home from prayer-meeting with her , as he had been doing for twenty years , and as he seemed likely to do for twenty years more . The summer waned . Anne taught her school and wrote letters and studied a little . Her walks to and from school were pleasant . She always went by way of the swamp ; it was a lovely place -- a boggy soil , green with the greenest of mossy hillocks ; a silvery brook meandered through it and spruces stood erectly , their boughs a-trail with gray-green mosses , their roots overgrown with all sorts of woodland lovelinesses . Nevertheless , Anne found life in Valley Road a little monotonous . To be sure , there was one diverting incident . She had not seen the lank , tow-headed Samuel of the peppermints since the evening of his call , save for chance meetings on the road . But one warm August night he appeared , and solemnly seated himself on the rustic bench by the porch . He wore his usual working habiliments , consisting of varipatched trousers , a blue jean shirt , out at the elbows , and a ragged straw hat . He was chewing a straw and he kept on chewing it while he looked solemnly at Anne . Anne laid her book aside with a sigh and took up her doily .
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