Davy was back again by her bed . Anne dragged her eyes open . `` What is it now , dear ? '' she asked , trying to keep a note of impatience out of her voice . `` Anne , have you ever noticed how Mr. Harrison spits ? Do you s ` pose , if I practice hard , I can learn to spit just like him ? '' Anne sat up . `` Davy Keith , '' she said , `` go straight to your bed and do n't let me catch you out of it again tonight ! Go , now ! '' Davy went , and stood not upon the order of his going . Chapter XIV The Summons Anne was sitting with Ruby Gillis in the Gillis ' garden after the day had crept lingeringly through it and was gone . It had been a warm , smoky summer afternoon . The world was in a splendor of out-flowering . The idle valleys were full of hazes . The woodways were pranked with shadows and the fields with the purple of the asters . Anne had given up a moonlight drive to the White Sands beach that she might spend the evening with Ruby . She had so spent many evenings that summer , although she often wondered what good it did any one , and sometimes went home deciding that she could not go again . Ruby grew paler as the summer waned ; the White Sands school was given up -- `` her father thought it better that she should n't teach till New Year 's '' -- and the fancy work she loved oftener and oftener fell from hands grown too weary for it . But she was always gay , always hopeful , always chattering and whispering of her beaux , and their rivalries and despairs . It was this that made Anne 's visits hard for her .
What had once been silly or amusing was gruesome , now ; it was death peering through a wilful mask XXXXX life .
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