What a jolly rumble it makes ! I always like the rumble part of it . Is n't it splendid there are so many things to like in this world ? There we 're over . Now I 'll look back . Good night , dear Lake of Shining Waters . I always say good night to the things I love , just as I would to people . I think they like it . That water looks as if it was smiling at me . '' When they had driven up the further hill and around a corner Matthew said : `` We 're pretty near home now . That 's Green Gables over -- '' `` Oh , do n't tell me , '' she interrupted breathlessly , catching at his partially raised arm and shutting her eyes that she might not see his gesture . `` Let me guess . I 'm sure I 'll guess right . '' She opened her eyes and looked about her . They were on the crest of a hill . The sun had set some time since , but the landscape was still clear in the mellow afterlight . To the west a dark church spire rose up against a marigold sky . Below was a little valley and beyond a long , gently-rising slope with snug farmsteads scattered along it . From one to another the child 's eyes darted , eager and wistful . At last they lingered on one away to the left , far back from the road , dimly white with blossoming trees in the twilight of the surrounding woods .
Over it , in the stainless southwest sky , a great crystal-white star was shining like a lamp XXXXX guidance and promise .
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