When Mr. Phillips was in the back of the room hearing Prissy Andrews 's Latin , Diana whispered to Anne , `` That 's Gilbert Blythe sitting right across the aisle from you , Anne . Just look at him and see if you do n't think he 's handsome . '' Anne looked accordingly . She had a good chance to do so , for the said Gilbert Blythe was absorbed in stealthily pinning the long yellow braid of Ruby Gillis , who sat in front of him , to the back of her seat . He was a tall boy , with curly brown hair , roguish hazel eyes , and a mouth twisted into a teasing smile . Presently Ruby Gillis started up to take a sum to the master ; she fell back into her seat with a little shriek , believing that her hair was pulled out by the roots . Everybody looked at her and Mr. Phillips glared so sternly that Ruby began to cry . Gilbert had whisked the pin out of sight and was studying his history with the soberest face in the world ; but when the commotion subsided he looked at Anne and winked with inexpressible drollery . `` I think your Gilbert Blythe IS handsome , '' confided Anne to Diana , `` but I think he 's very bold . It is n't good manners to wink at a strange girl . '' But it was not until the afternoon that things really began to happen . Mr. Phillips was back in the corner explaining a problem in algebra to Prissy Andrews and the rest of the scholars were doing pretty much as they pleased eating green apples , whispering , drawing pictures on their slates , and driving crickets harnessed to strings , up and down aisle . Gilbert Blythe was trying to make Anne Shirley look at him and failing utterly , because Anne was at that moment totally oblivious not only to the very existence of Gilbert Blythe , but of every other scholar in Avonlea school itself . With her chin propped on her hands and her eyes fixed on the blue glimpse of the Lake of Shining Waters that the west window afforded , she was far away in a gorgeous dreamland hearing and seeing nothing save her own wonderful visions . Gilbert Blythe was n't used to putting himself out to make a girl look at him and meeting with failure . She SHOULD look at him , that red-haired Shirley girl with the little pointed chin and the big eyes that were n't like the eyes of any other girl in Avonlea school . Gilbert reached across the aisle , picked up the end of Anne 's long red braid , held it out at arm 's length and said in a piercing whisper : `` Carrots ! Carrots ! '' Then Anne looked at him with a vengeance ! She did more than look .
She sprang to her feet , her bright fancies fallen XXXXX cureless ruin .
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