And this courtly youth surely was no Freshman . `` We are schoolmates , I see , '' he said , smiling at Anne 's colors . `` That ought to be sufficient introduction . My name is Royal Gardner . And you are the Miss Shirley who read the Tennyson paper at the Philomathic the other evening , are n't you ? '' `` Yes ; but I can not place you at all , '' said Anne , frankly . `` Please , where DO you belong ? '' `` I feel as if I did n't belong anywhere yet . I put in my Freshman and Sophomore years at Redmond two years ago . I 've been in Europe ever since . Now I 've come back to finish my Arts course . '' `` This is my Junior year , too , '' said Anne . `` So we are classmates as well as collegemates . I am reconciled to the loss of the years that the locust has eaten , '' said her companion , with a world of meaning in those wonderful eyes of his . The rain came steadily down for the best part of an hour . But the time seemed really very short . When the clouds parted and a burst of pale November sunshine fell athwart the harbor and the pines Anne and her companion walked home together . By the time they had reached the gate of Patty 's Place he had asked permission to call , and had received it . Anne went in with cheeks of flame and her heart beating to her fingertips . Rusty , who climbed into her lap and tried to kiss her , found a very absent welcome .
Anne , with her soul full XXXXX romantic thrills , had no attention to spare just then for a crop-eared pussy cat .
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