I hope she wo n't get any romantic nonsense into her head at Redmond . I do n't approve of them coeducational places and never did , that 's what . I do n't believe , '' concluded Mrs. Lynde solemnly , `` that the students at such colleges ever do much else than flirt . '' `` They must study a little , '' said Marilla , with a smile . `` Precious little , '' sniffed Mrs. Rachel . `` However , I think Anne will . She never was flirtatious . But she does n't appreciate Gilbert at his full value , that 's what . Oh , I know girls ! Charlie Sloane is wild about her , too , but I 'd never advise her to marry a Sloane . The Sloanes are good , honest , respectable people , of course . But when all 's said and done , they 're SLOANES . '' Marilla nodded . To an outsider , the statement that Sloanes were Sloanes might not be very illuminating , but she understood . Every village has such a family ; good , honest , respectable people they may be , but SLOANES they are and must ever remain , though they speak with the tongues of men and angels . Gilbert and Anne , happily unconscious that their future was thus being settled by Mrs. Rachel , were sauntering through the shadows of the Haunted Wood . Beyond , the harvest hills were basking in an amber sunset radiance , under a pale , aerial sky of rose and blue . The distant spruce groves were burnished bronze , and their long shadows barred the upland meadows . But around them a little wind sang among the fir tassels , and in it there was the note of autumn . `` This wood really is haunted now -- by old memories , '' said Anne , stooping to gather a spray of ferns , bleached to waxen whiteness by frost .
`` It seems to me that the little girls Diana and I used to be play here still , and sit XXXXX the Dryad 's Bubble in the twilights , trysting with the ghosts .
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