`` Is -- it -- true ? '' asked Anne in a voice that was not hers . `` Gilbert is very ill , '' said Mrs. Lynde gravely . `` He took down with typhoid fever just after you left for Echo Lodge . Did you never hear of it ? '' `` No , '' said that unknown voice . `` It was a very bad case from the start . The doctor said he 'd been terribly run down . They 've a trained nurse and everything 's been done . DO N'T look like that , Anne . While there 's life there 's hope . '' `` Mr. Harrison was here this evening and he said they had no hope of him , '' reiterated Davy . Marilla , looking old and worn and tired , got up and marched Davy grimly out of the kitchen . `` Oh , DO N'T look so , dear , '' said Mrs. Rachel , putting her kind old arms about the pallid girl . `` I have n't given up hope , indeed I have n't . He 's got the Blythe constitution in his favor , that 's what . '' Anne gently put Mrs. Lynde 's arms away from her , walked blindly across the kitchen , through the hall , up the stairs to her old room . At its window she knelt down , staring out unseeingly . It was very dark . The rain was beating down over the shivering fields .
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