I never noticed it before . I do wish Jane and Ruby had gone in for First Class , too . I suppose I wo n't feel so much like a cat in a strange garret when I get acquainted , though . I wonder which of the girls here are going to be my friends . It 's really an interesting speculation . Of course I promised Diana that no Queen 's girl , no matter how much I liked her , should ever be as dear to me as she is ; but I 've lots of second-best affections to bestow . I like the look of that girl with the brown eyes and the crimson waist . She looks vivid and red-rosy ; there 's that pale , fair one gazing out of the window . She has lovely hair , and looks as if she knew a thing or two about dreams . I 'd like to know them both -- know them well -- well enough to walk with my arm about their waists , and call them nicknames . But just now I do n't know them and they do n't know me , and probably do n't want to know me particularly . Oh , it 's lonesome ! '' It was lonesomer still when Anne found herself alone in her hall bedroom that night at twilight . She was not to board with the other girls , who all had relatives in town to take pity on them . Miss Josephine Barry would have liked to board her , but Beechwood was so far from the Academy that it was out of the question ; so miss Barry hunted up a boarding-house , assuring Matthew and Marilla that it was the very place for Anne . `` The lady who keeps it is a reduced gentlewoman , '' explained Miss Barry . `` Her husband was a British officer , and she is very careful what sort of boarders she takes . Anne will not meet with any objectionable persons under her roof . The table is good , and the house is near the Academy , in a quiet neighborhood . '' All this might be quite true , and indeed , proved to be so , but it did not materially help Anne in the first agony of homesickness that seized upon her .
She looked dismally about her narrow little room , with its dull-papered , pictureless walls , its small iron bedstead and empty book-case ; and a horrible choke came into her throat as she thought of her own white room at Green Gables , where she would have the pleasant consciousness of a great green still outdoors , of sweet peas growing in the garden , and moonlight falling on the orchard , of the brook below the slope and the spruce boughs tossing XXXXX the night wind beyond it , of a vast starry sky , and the light from Diana 's window shining out through the gap in the trees .
as from in like near that to under upon with