"Where is sleep?" "Over the mountains of the moon, down the valley of the shadow," "Beneath the waves of the deep gulf stream," "Replied the handsome duke in dark languid tones." "In dark languid tones." "In dark forbodden tones." "He fervantly stroked her alibaster brow." "As she fell under his cloak of darkness." "Here's some tea for you." "Morgan, look." "Do you think she needs help?" "Are you a journalist?" "No, a teacher." "No, I'm a writer." "Actually I write books." "Books?" "Books." "I hope nothing's spoiled, miss." "Doesn't matter." "I keep it all filed away in my imagination anyway." "Morgan, we'll be late for our lunchen." "Thank you." "Excuse me." "Bye Barbara!" "Don't forget your lunchpail!" "Bye Miss Sherley!" "Bye Jacob!" "Good Luck with your job at the Smithy." "Goodbye Minnie May!" "Is that how you smoke it?" "Don't you know anything?" "You have to like it to make the paper stick." "What do you want?" "My mama says smoking makes your mouth brown and your ears stick out." "Well your mother's an old wind bag." "No, she is not!" "I'm gonna tell Miss Sherley you two have been smoking." "You do and I'll sic my dog on you." "Will not!" "You can't catch me!" "Let's see how you like being locked up." "You little tattle-tail." "Let me go!" "I'm gonna tell on you two!" "Let me go!" "I'm gonna tell on you two!" "You two are bad boys and I'm gonna..." "See how you like that you tattle tail." "Yeah, we're gonna sic his dog on you if you say anything." "Why, Minnie May!" "Anthony Pye and Tommy Bell locked me in here because I was gonna tell on those two." "They were smoking cigarettes and Anthony's gonna sic his watch dog on me." "He'll do no such thing." "Now, you run home." "Your mother will be wondering where you are." "Alright, Miss Sherley." "Ahh, Good day, Miss Sherley." "Good Afternoon, Mr. Pye." "Must be glad school's out." "I hope my Anthony behaved himself this year." "Anthony's grades have been quite good, and he is well liked by everyone." "I understand from Minnie May Barry that you have an excellent watch dog looking out for you, Anthony." "Oh and that's a fact." "No foxes around our chicken coop this year, Miss Sherley." "A finer watch dog you'll never see, so Minnie May was just telling me." "Oh and thank you, Anthony for volunteering with Tommy to whitewash the outhouse for me next Monday." "I hear you two are quite excellent painters." "Well, I'll be seeing you, then, Monday morning at 9:00." "Good Day." "I'm sorry." "I know you're closed, Mrs. Harrison." "But I promised Marilla I'd pick up the mail in town today." "The post man, he left a registered card in our box yesterday." "Lucky you caught us, Anne Shirley." "Don't know if I've seen anthing come through today, though." "No, ma'am." "No, nothing for Green Gables." "But I have a registered card, Mrs. Sloane." "Oh, just a minute, now." "Oh!" "That's right!" "I remember." "One of them big manilla envelopes that you've been sending out recently did come back yesterday registered mail." "Yes, here it is." "Now." "Can't see a thing without my glasses." "It's got yoru name on it, alright." ""Curtis Publishing Company, Boston." Ain't they magazine people?" "Must be a complimentary subscription or some such nuisance." "Thanks so much for letting me in." "Good afternoon Mrs. Harrison, Mrs. Sloane." "So, this is why you keep disappearing on me every time I plan to pick you up after school." "Gilbert Blythe!" "All this secrecy." "You never have time to speak to your friends anymore." "You give that back or I won't speak to you again." "Well if you're going to be so touchy." "Thank you." "You know, people think you have been acting very peculiarly lately, and I might as well tell you so." "Why didn't you show up at the Carmody Spring Festival?" "I saved a spot for you at our table." "I was busy." "I was trying to get my finals marked." "Anne, you had your finals marked and posted with the board before I did." "What are you up to?" "Nothing." "This is a completely personal matter." "I suppose it must be." "You can't keep your word anymore." "Good Grief!" "You know how to try one's patience, don't you?" "Don't get up on your high horse with me, Anne Shirley." "I cycled all the way from Carmody to tell you something I found out about Diana Barry today." "You are a real pill, Dilbert Blythe." "What about Diana Barry?" "Uh-uh." "Not until you spill the beans." "You won't say anything to your folks or Jane Andrews or Charlie Sloane?" "On my honor." "And your promise, you won't ever tease me about this." "I wouldn't risk your anger." ""Dear Miss Shirley," "We regret to return the enclosed manuscript 'Avril's Atonement' but are unable to accept it for publication." "Sincerely yours, Women's Home Journal Magazine"?" "You know the story I wrote this spring?" "I'm attempting to have it published." "Anne, that's tremendous!" "Listen to this everybody!" "Avonlea's public school teacher soon to become world famous Canadian author" "It hasn't happened yet, you fool!" "And don't you dare tell anyone." "Now what's all the fuss about Diana Barry?" "Well from what I understand, she's going on an extended vacation this summer." "Is that all?" "Where is she going?" "You mean, with whom is she going?" "Alright, with whom, then?" "What difference does it make?" "Fred Wright obviously makes a lot of difference to her." "He's proposed and Diana has accepted." "Proposed?" "Charlie Sloane found out from Fred himself." "Roly Poly Fred Wright?" "But they hardly know each other." "Of all the stupid, sentimental things for Diana to do." "I didn't even know it was like this." "She probably only accepted because" "Fred was the first person to even ask her." "Don't be silly." "Fred's a terrific fellow." "He better steer clear of me." "He has no business waltzing in, stealing my best friend." "You're not jealous, are you?" "No." "Just disappointed." "Why do people have to grow up and marry, change?" "Oh, you'll change." "If someone ever admitted that they were head over heels for you," "You'd be swept off your feet in a moment." "I would not." "And I defy anyone who would try and make me change." "You do?" "Last one to the bridge is a stuffed goose!" "Cheaters never prosper, Anne Shirley." "Watch out, Rover!" "You've had it now, Miss Sherley." "Sorry, Diana." "Sorry." "But Gil, he fell in the brook." "Well, thank you for the lovely walk, Diana." "Please thank your mother for the crochets." "Myra Gillis had 37 doilies when she got married and I'm determined to have at least as many as she had." "I suppose it would be impossible to keep house with only 36 doilies." "But I assure you, Mr. Wright, Diana will be the sweetest little homemaker in the world." "So long as you can afford to let her keep up with the Gillis'." "Well, I hope so." "Good day, ladies, Gilbert." "Well, I better go get my bicycle." "I'll talk to you ladies later." "Bye." "Anne Shirley, that was..." "I've never been so humiliated in all my life." "That was the meanest" "How could you make fun of me in public?" "Diana, I wasn't making fun." "I was just teasing." "I'm sorry." "You always have to be the center of attention whenever Gilbert Blythe is in anyone's company." "That's not true." "Please, forgive me Diana." "I didn't mean to pick a quarrel." "Why couldn't you have told me about you and Fred yourself?" "I feel like I lost my best friend." "You were so busy writing your book and marking exam papers." "It just happened." "Then he asked." "I'm really happy." "But it does seem ridiculous to think of me being engaged to Fred, doesn't it?" "I don't care what he looks like." "He's got a good heart." "He's so thoughtful." "We'll probably make a pudgy old couple some day." "But it doesn't matter." "I'm glad for you, Diana." "Don't you ever mean to get married?" "Perhaps." "If I meet the right one.." "What about Gilbert?" "Gilbert's just a chum." "I don't care for him that way." "You know what my ideal is, Diana." "Tall, irresistably handsome, proud, and melancholy." "But people's ideals change sometimes." "Mine wouldn't." "And I wouldn't care for any man who didn't fulfill them." "What if you never meet him?" "Then I shall die an old maid." "I suppose you're right to be discriminating." "Half the men across the country will be courting you when your story's published." "You're going to be famous and I'll be so proud." "What is it?" ""Women's Home Journal" sent it back." "What?" "The editor must be crazy!" "What reason did he give?" "No reason at all." "Just a printed slip saying it wasn't acceptable." "That's ridiculous!" "He mustn't have read it." "I'm going to cancel my subscription immediately." ""Avril's Atonement." It sounded so inspriing and romantic." "If you can tell me truthfully, Diana, if you can recall any major faults in my story?" "The part where Avril makes the cake." "It doesn't" " It doesn't seem to match the rest of the story." "But that's one of the most romantic parts in the whole story!" "It's a well known fact that great ladies of old believed that the culinary arts also fed the soul." "Well, I'll have to read it again to remember what my first opinion was." "If you let me keep it, maybe I can suggest some changes." "You don't know how discouraging it is to get a rejection, Diana." "And right when I'm in the midst of writing a new epic: "Rosaline's Revenge."" "It certainly takes the bloom off the rose." "Don't be discouraged, Anne." "Anne Shirley!" "I'm not going to put with this a day longer." "I warned Marilla not to let it happen again." "Well, it has." "Patience has ceased to be a virtue." "I want this rumpus stopped right now." "Would you just calm down and tell me what the trouble is." "Calm down?" "First it was our potatoes." "Then my June lilies, which Thomas planted on our 25th wedding anniversary." "Now this darn jersey cow's devoured almost all my prize-winning cabbages." "And if Tillie Boulter walks away with the red ribbon at the Charlottetown exhibition, you can let Marilla know I am holding her financially responsible." "I'm sorry, Mrs. Lynde because Dolly is my cow, not Marilla's." "Matthew bought her for me two years ago as a calf from Mr. Bell." "Sorry?" "Well, sorry is not going to help the habit this cow has made trampling through my cabbages." "And if you think..." "I am sorry." "But the fence that separates your potato field from our pasture is an eyesore." "And if you'd keeep it in better repair, Dolly wouldn't have broken in." "A jail fence wouldn't keep that devil out!" "And what's more, my Thomas has been far too ill the past six months to repair any fences." "And I know one thing, you red-headed snippet!" "You'd be better employed fixing that fence yourself, rather than mooning around, wasting your time, writing for some rubbishy magazine." "I would rather spend my time profitably than squander it in idle gossip, meddling in other people's affairs." "I won't cherish any hard feelings against you because of your narrow minded opinions." "But thank goodness I have an imagination which allows me to understand how it must be to find a cow amongst prize-winning cabbages." "Dolly shall never break into your field again." "I give you my word of honor on that point." "Well, you just make sure that she doesn't!" "Whoa." "Whoa." "Whoa." "Well Marilla, I hope that canal horse destroys your tomato patch next." "And don't expect any sympathy from your girl." "I've always warned you she had a temper to match her hair." "Oh, good Lord." "She can't possibly get out now unless she tears the fence down." "I never realized Mrs. Lynde was such a crank." "There's certainly nothing of a kindred spirit in her." "You set your heart too much on frivolous things and then crash down into despair when you don't get them." "I know." "I can't help flying up on the winds of anticipation." "It's as glorious as soaring through a sunset." "It almost pays for the thud." "Well, maybe it does." "But I'd rather walk calmly along and do without both flying and thud." "Marin." "He's forgotten the cows on Orchard Slope." "I was as polite as I could be, under the circumstances, Marilla." "And I apologized, despite her stinging personal remarks." "Rachel specializes in getting under people's skin, I know." "But you ought to have bit your tongue, Anne, seeing as we were in the wrong." "No, I ought to have sold Dolly to Gilbert's father a month ago when he wanted to buy her." "I thought it was just as well to wait until the auction and let all the stock go together." "Martin!" "There are two more cows!" "Rachel will get over this." "Her nerves have been raw lately, and deservedly so." "Thomas is pretty bad, and Dr. Spencer says that he won't be with us for very long." "I hope she doesn't have to sell her farm, that would be a terrible loss." "I know how we felt when Matthew died." "Anne, I wanted to talk to you about something for a while." "I know you've been content enough here." "But I never feel at ease thinking about how you've been given up so much of your own opportunity." "Marilla, I couldn't leave you alone here." "Besides, I'd probably make a much better teacher than a writer, any day." "Anne, you've been my comfort any my joy since Matthew passed away." "But I've promised myself that when you gave up the Avery scholarship to stay home," "I'd make it up to you one day." "I've never been sorry I stayed for a moment." "Mr. Barry has really taken over the farm almost completely." "And my eyesight is so much better now, I can manage with Martin." "Perhaps one of the Piccard girls over in Rustico could board with me for a while so you could dust off some of your ambitions if you like." "What do you think about that?" "Oh Marilla, I feel as though someone's handed me the moon and I don't exactly know what to do with it." "Matthew and I spent 40 years looking after papa." "Perhaps I never mentioned it before, but I can't help but confess it was with a regretful heart at times." "You had a little bit of romance in your own life, Marilla." "You wouldn't think it to look at me, would you?" "But you can never tell about people by their outsides." "Do you suppose that Mr. Blythe remembers that he was your beau?" "Stuff and nonsense." "Oh, no." "That's enough now." "No more foolishness." "Oh it seems so funny and horrible to think of Diana marrying Fred." "Doesn't it?" "What is so horrible about it?" "Well he certainly isn't the wild, dashing young man Diana used to want to marry." "Fred is extremely good." "That is exactly what he should be." "Would you want to marry a wicked man?" "Well I wouldn't marry anyone who was really wicked, but I think I'd like it if he could be wicked and wouldn't." "You'll have more sense someday, I hope." "I believe Anne Shirley just copied that story." "I am sure I remember reading it in a newspaper years ago." "Well, I'm sorry to hear she's taken to writing novels at all." "Nobody born and bred in Avonlea would do it." "Been writing anymore stories lately, Miss Shirley?" "No, Mrs. Harrison." "Well, no offense, ma'am." "Mable Sloane here says that she found another one of them big manilla envelopes come through here a couple of weeks ago, that's all." "It was addressed to the Rollings Reliable Baking Powder Company in Montreal." "My suspicion that someone was trying for that prize that they were offering for the best story introducing the new baking powder." "The address wasn't in your handwriting, though." "I should hope not." "I'd never dream of competing for anything so disgraceful." "It would be almost as bad as Jake Griffith's Chataghua Show." "But that's what comes of Marilla Cuthbert adopting an orphan from Goodness-knows-where or what kind of parents." "Why, Anne!" "Congratulations!" "You have such a way of putting Avonlea on the map." "Thank you." "But what do you mean?" "Congratulation for what?" "You were always such a terrible fake at modesty, even during public school." "Well, there's nothing fake about the business Lawson's General Store intends to do from all this." "And I think that blue you're wearing is so dramatic for a young authoress." "You look almost pretty in it." "Ah, don't say things you don't mean, Josie." "That Anne Shirley is so smug." "That girl always did give herself airs." "Congratulations, Anne!" "Congratulations." "Congratulations, Anne." "Splendid story, Anne." "You deserve the best." "Congratulations, Miss Shirley!" "I really liked the part about the cake!" "Great Jehoshephat!" "Anne Shirley, we've been trying to track you down everywhere." "Ladies and Gentlemen, may I present to you Avonlea's famous authoress." "Father, come out here!" "Oh my Goodness, Miss Shirley." "I don't understand." "You won the contest, you goose!" "And I knew you'd go into it all behind our backs." "Quiet everybody." "Quiet, please." "It is my great pleasure as official purveyor to Avonlea of the Rollings Reliable Baking Powder Company to read this, following tribute." ""Miss Anne Shirley, Green Gables, P.E.I." ""Dear Madam:" "We have much pleasure in informing you that your charming story "Avril's Atonement"" "has won the $100 grand prize in our recent competition for the best story introducing the name of our revered product." "The prize will be presented by Mr. Charles Lawson of Lawson's General, Avonlea." "We have arranged publication of the story in several prominent newspaper across the country and will supply it in pamphlet form for distribution among our patrons." "Thanking you for the interest you have shown in supporting our enterprises," "We remain yours very truly, The Rollings Reliable Baking Powder Company."" "You'll sign mine, won't you?" "Here." "Oh!" "And I'm sure Miss Shirley will be happy to sign everyone's brochure." "And don't forget your purchase of this remarkable product." "Anne!" "Oh, I'm wild with delight!" "I was sure I would win, when I sent it into the competition." "Diana Barry!" "Yes I did." "I thought of your story in a minute when I saw the ad in the paper." "Miss Shirley, will you sign this for my daughter?" "Well, I was going to tell you to send it in yourself.But I figured you had little faith left in you, you wouldn't." "So I sent my copy." "Then if you hadn't won, you would never have known because the stories that failed weren't being sent back." "Why, Anne, you don't seem a bit pleased." "Of course, I couldn't be anything but pleased." "It was the gesture of a true friend to try and boost my spirits." "But there isn't a word about baking powder." "Oh, I put that in." "It was as easy as a wink." "You know the scene where Avril makes the cake?" "Well, I just stated that she used Rollings Reliable and that's why it turned out so well." "See?" "And then here, in the last paragraph where Percival clasps Avril in his arms and says:" ""Sweetheart, the beautiful coming years will bring us the fulfillment of our house of dreams."" "I added: "...in which we will never use any baking powder except Rollings Reliable."" "Come on, I have the buggy." "I'll take you home." "You won $100!" "Prissy Grant told me that 'Canadian Women' only pays $5 a story." "I can't take it." "It's righfully yours, Diana." "You sent in the story in and made the alterations." "I certainly wouldn't have sent it in." "You have to take it." "I'd like to see myself!" "It wasn't any trouble, Anne." "The honor of being the best friend of the prize winner is enough for me." "I'm so glad for your sake." "I think you're the sweetest and truest friend in the world, Diana." "I will buy your wedding gift with this." "Don't you dare spend it all on me." "I got a letter today from our dear old teacher, Miss Stacey." "She is head of the King's County Board of Education in New Brunswick." "What a promotion." "And apparently there's a position she's recommended for me,at a ladies' college in Kingsport." "How flattering." "You wouldn't actually leave, would you?" "No, but I ought to apply anyway." "She's gone to all this trouble, and I wouldn't..." "STOP, DIANA!" "Anne!" "You'll ruin your dress in that muddy field!" "Ruin it!" "She'll never get that cow all by herself." "Come back!" "Stop!" "Anne Shirley, you are being ridiculous!" "Get out of the field this minute!" "I don't care about my dress!" "I must get the cow before Rachel Lynde sees her!" "Alright, Diana, run!" "Corner her!" "That's it, Diana!" "Now, don't frighten her." "This is what you've got to do:" "Maybe if we can get a hold of her we can force her over the fence into our field." "Okay, you fill the gap." "And I'm going to make a fun for it, straight toward her." "With any luck she'll jump the fence." "You mean you're actually going to walk through that mulch, do you?" "It's the lesser of the two evils, Diana." "Or she'll get into Rachel's cabbage patch again." "Alright!" "I have the gap blocked." "Here, Dolly." "Good Girl." "Shoo!" "Come on!" "You wretched cow!" "Don't even think about Rachel's cabbages." "Oh, Anne." "You stupid cow." "Well, the elegant and illustrious Miss Shirley." "Relaxed while seeking out ideas for her next Rollings Reliable writing assignment, I presume." "Well, do you suppose I'm here to chat with the bullfrogs?" "Be a gentleman." "You'd've been better off selling her last month when dad offered to buy her." "Well, I'll sell Dolly to him right now, if he wants her." "You may have our darn jersey anytime you want to, Mr. Blythe." "Well, this very minute, for that matter." "Done!" "I'll give you the $20 I offered before." "Gil can drive her over to Carmody right now and she'll go to town with the rest of the shipments this evening." "I promised Mr. Reed of Brighton a jersey." "What will Marilla say?" "She won't care." "Dolly was my cow, anyway." "It's not likely she'll bring more than $20 at the auction." "But when Rachel sees this field, she'll know Dolly was loose." "Anne, I'll be over this afternoon with your $20.." "Well, it's taught me a lesson." "Not to tstake my word of honor on cows." "How do you think a mother would feel if she found her child tattooed all over with a baking powder advertisement?" "I love my story, and I wrote it out of the best that was in me." "Oh, you're just tired." "Besides, why should you care?" "$100 is more than you make in two month's teaching anyway." "Josie Pye and Tillie Boulter can't wait to pounce on it." "Oh, they're spiteful old cats." "You're just the first person in pokey old Avonlea to try anything like that." "All pioneers are considered to be afflicted with moonstruck madness." "Mad to think I could write anything better than a baking powder advertisement." "This has dampened any spark of ambition." "I shall never write another story again." "Oh, I wouldn't give up all together." "Maybe if you just let your characters speak everyday English, instead of all that highfalutin mumbo-jumbo." "You think my story's full of faults, too, don't you?" ""Wilt thou give up thy garter, oh fairest of the fair"?" "Anne, nobody speaks that way." "And look at that sap Percival who sits around mooning the entire time." "He never lets a girl get a word in edgewise." "In real life she'd have pitched him." "His poetry would win any girl's heart." "Well, if you want my opinion, Miss Shirley, I'd write about places I knew something of and people that spoke everyday English." "Instead of these silly schoolgirl romances." "I don't share your opinion." "I am not your horse, Mr. Blythe." "I'm just trying to give you a bit of friendly advice." "Is that so?" "Take the $100 and write a REAL story about the people you care about, right here in Avonlea." "Well, you certainly wouldn't be one of them." "Pitching and mooning?" "You know, you're about as intellectual as Charlie and Moody and Fred and all the rest of the boys who can only think of finding some silly girl to marry and keep a house for them." "Well you can cry and feel sorry for yourself all you want, but it won't help you write a better novel." "Will you still come with me to Fred's clambake next Tuesday?" "Listen, Anne, I'm sorry." "Will you let me walk you back?" "I was just trying to be helpful..." "You know you get my back up sometimes." "Listen, I'm sorry." "What else can I do?" "Let me get a word in edgewise once in a while before I pitch you!" "Good day, Marilla." "Well, John Blythe." "We haven't seen you around these parts much, lately." "Well, I haven't much time for social calls now-a-days." "The old place still looks as pretty, though." "The old buildings are getting worn down, but people in Avonlea still say that it's the loveliest old spot on the North Shore." "It is that." "Some things never change, even in 30 years." "I'm looking for my boy." "Yes, Anne and he are walking by the pond." "Maybe, would you like to sit a while until they come back?" "Thanks, but we're taking a shipment in to Charlottetown before dark." "I best go and find them." "Anne!" "What about your $20 for the cow?" "The apple doesn't fall far from the tree, does it?" "Good day, Marilla." "There, There.." "You take things too much to heart, Anne Shirley." "Oh, Marilla." "It's been such a Jonah day." "Rollings Reliable, Dolly, Gilbert." "Now, now." "Jonah days come to everybody.God knows best." "You used to say: "Tomorrow is always fresh with no mistakes."" "Do you remember?" "Oh, what a girl you were for making mistakes in them days." "Hmm?" "I used to think you were possessed." "Mind the time you dyed your hair?" "Oh, Lord." "Oh, what a worry my red hair used to be." "I'm afraid I've never been able to endure personal criticism very well." "Gilbert gave his honest opinion about my story this afternoon." "Oh, my temper always gets the better of me!" "I whipped him as hard as I could." "I'm glad to hear it." "The Blythes have always been far too opinionated for their own good." "No, Marilla." "He was right." "And I've made a terrible idiot of myself." "You don't know how spiteful I was." "I can imagine." "Our friendship, it won't ever be the same now." "Why can't he just be sensible instead of acting like a sentimental schoolboy?" "Because he loves you." "He loves me?" "I can't know why." "Because you made Josie Pye and Ruby Gillis and all of those wishy-washy young ladies who waltzed by him," "look like spineless nothings." "Marilla, he's hardly my idea of a romantic suitor." "Anne, you have tricked something out of that imagination of yours that you call romance." "Have you forgotten how he gave up the Avonlea school for you so that you could stay here with me?" "He picked you up everyday in his carriage so that you could study your courses together." "Don't toss it away for some ridiculous ideal that doesn't exist." "Now, you come downstairs and see if a good cup of tea and some of those plum puffs I made today don't hearten you." "Plum puffs won't minister to a mind diseased in a world that's crumbled into pieces." "Well, I'm glad to see that your dented spirits haven't injured your tongue." "I suppose it's just as well you sold the darn cow." "Though you do do things in a dreadful head longed fashion." "I only pray Rachel doesn't burst a blood vessel when she sees her potato fields today." "I've decided to write Miss Stacey and ask her for more particulars on this ladies' college." "I think that's a wise idea, Anne." "Go out and find me a couple of eggs, will you?" "I don't know how in heaven's name Dolly got out of that pen." "She must have just broken some of the boards." "Oh, No!" "Marilla!" "Dolly's here!" "Anne?" "What in heaven's name is the matter with you?" "What will I do?" "Oh, this is terrible." "It's all my fault." "I must learn to reflect a little before I go charging ahead recklessly!" "Anne Shirley, you are the most exasperating girl." "What is it that you've done?" "I've sold Rachel Lynde's jersey cow, the one they bought in Carmody last spring, to Mr. Blythe." "And Dolly is here this very minute in the milking pen!" "Anne, are you dreaming?" "No, I only wish I were." "There's no dream about it." "It's very much like a nightmare." "That is Dolly." "Rachel Lynde's cow is in Charlottetown by now." "Marilla, I thought I was finished getting into scrapes, and here I am in the very worst one I was in in my entire life." "What can I do?" "Do?" "There's nothing to do but to go to go and tell Rachel the truth." "You just going to have to learn to settle down and pay head to things." "I've humiliated myself into the very dust." "Perhaps she'll accept a plate of plum puffs as a peace offering." "Oh, no." "If she's that cross, what will she be when I say what I've done?" "If she gives you the chance to say anything at all." "Afternoon, Thomas." "Afternoon, Marilla." "Afternoon, Rachel." "Marilla, Anne." "I'm glad you've come." "I certainly had no intention of visiting you people after being flown at as I was on my last visit." "Well, it would appear that some kind of cuffuffle has come out of this" "Anne would like to..." "Please, Marilla." "I'm not finished yet." "On reflection I realized that I was partly to blame." "I had no right to be so ill-tempered with you." "And I'm not one of them who can never be brought to own up to their mistakes." "I'd like to apologize to you, Anne Shirley, and I wonder if you'd sign my copy of your 'Avril's Atonement'." "The money they pay for such lies is perfectly amazing, but" "I read it to my Thomas and we were both moved." "I'm much obliged to you as it's the only entertainment he's had in the past six months." "I laughed so hard I'm not sure it wasn't good for my heart." "I'm so pleased!" "Come and lay off your things." "You'll stay to tea, won't you?" "Thank you, Rachel." "It's nothing short of a wonder how you've improved, Anne, in looks and talent." "I'm not overly partial to the pale, wide-eyed style, myself;" "I prefer more snap and color" "But you do make them other Avonlea girls with showy good looks seem kind of overdone." "Like my June lilies alongside them big red peonies, that's what." "Here's your tea, Thomas." "I don't want tea." "Now, now, Thomas." "You just finish you nap here and get some fresh air." "I really" " I wanted to confess something to you, Mrs. Lynde." "It's about the jersey cow." "I saw my trampled potato fields this morning." "Never mind, Anne." "It makes no difference now." "If only it were that, Mrs. Lynde." "But it's ten times worse." "Well, you're never safe from surprise till you're dead." "Don't tell me she's done in the last of my cabbages, too." "It's not the cabbages, Mrs. Lynde." "I'll tell you everything." "Just please don't interrupt." "It's making me nervous." "Rachel!" "Thomas, you're supposed to be snoozing!" "See, Diana and I chased a certain jersey cow out of your potato field, yesterday." "Well, you can't imagine what a difficult time we had." "I was so dreadfully tired and wet and cross after it all." "Well, I sold the cow on the spot to the Blythes for $20." "I hope you're not vexed with her, Marilla." "She should have consulted you first." "So long as my cabbages are safe, we'll just pretend it didn't happen." "See, this morning, I found my Dolly still shut up in our milking pen." "It was your cow that Anne sold to John Blythe, Rachel." "And it was shipped out right away on the afternoon train by Mr. Blythe." "You will find our jersey is as good as yours." "Or perhaps you'd prefer the $20." "Marilla Cuthbert!" "We paid more than $50 for our cow, and I have no intention of accepting that varmint of yours in exchange." "You have admitted you are partially to blame for all of this!" "Anne Shirley, you are too heedless and impulsive." "You just go on and do whatever comes into your head, that's what." "Well, in this world you pay for your mistakes and you can certainly afford to pay now!" "Well, you have certainly made a fine exhibition of yourself, Rachel." "Falling all over this girl because she's a success." "It's plain to see now what your true colors are." "I'm coming Thomas!" "Oh, that man." "If he'd just brave up and exert his willpower a little, he'd get better in no time." "It's a wonder to me that he dared to get sick at all without asking her permission." "Come along, Anne." "We'll pay her her $50." "Thomas!" "Thomas!" "Dear God, please don't take him." "What is it, Thomas?" "Where's his medicine, Rachel?" "It's in the cupboard." "Is this it?" "Yes." "Rachel." "Yes, Thomas?" "What is it?" "I..." "What is it?" "I can't hear you." "What is it?" "Oh, Thomas!" "Rachel, I'm afraid there's nothing we can do." "All our debts are settled." "I expect I'll go west to my Robert." "If he'll have me." "The farm is mortgaged and now it will have to be sold." "Now, Rachel, pull yourself together." "Well, I'm no jelly fish." "But, a woman my age doesn't make friends and interestes easily, that's all." "It breaks my heart to think of leaving Avonlea." "How are you feeling tonight, Rachel?" "A little better I think, thank you, Anne." "Here's my gift, paid for out of the proceeds of the jersey cow." "It's not much of a party gift, but you tell them that I plan to give them my zigzag quilt as a wedding present." "Why, Anne, you haven't worn that dress in ages." "You look lovely." "Thank you, Marilla." "Gilbert Blythe will be mighty proud." "Why isn't he here yet?" "Put on you sweater." "It's going to be cool this evening." "I'm going alone, Rachel." "I hope you don't mind my taking the carriage, Marilla." "No, no." "You did put my name on the card, I hope?" "Of course, Marilla." "Goodbye, now." "Goodbye, Rachel." "Have a lovely time." "Be careful you don't get your skirt caught in the wheel of the haywain, Anne." "Well, Marilla." "You know I pride myself on speaking my mind." "I smell trouble, and I don't mind saying so." "Providence matched them two up since they were children, that's what." "And they are children still." "She's 18 and I was married by that time." "But Anne's grown too much like you, Marilla." "But Anne's grown too much like you, Marilla." "It's the overparticular ones that get left behind." "And it is the over opinionated that end up unhappy and meaner than second skimmings." "Oh!" "This is glorious!" "Do you remember the time we slept all night in the hay loft?" "And I was so frightened we were going to be attacked by that barn owl that" "Come on, Diana." "We have to organize the gifts." "Duty calls." "Anne!" "Where are you off to?" "We won't leave any clams for you if you don't hurry back." "Just enjoying the fresh air." "Oh, you haven't met my fiancé." "Harry Inglis from Winnipeg, Anne Shirley." "Please to meet you, ma'am." "Pleased to meet you." "Well, you're a very lucky man, Mr. Inglis." "Where will you live?" "In Montreal." "Harry's in the mining business." "Oh, Jane." "Stop showing off your ring." "I can see it glimmering through the trees." "It's been real nice seeing you again, Anne." "Let's go, Harry." "You boys run along with Jane and Harry." "I want to talk to Anne." "Isn't Jane's millionaire ancient?" "He could be her father!" "Well, he certainly must have a lot of money." "I'll say!" "He's just showered her with jewelry." "And they're going to Europe on a wedding tour." "Jane's such a nice girl." "She's never even tried to attract attention." "Well, she's certainly not in the millionaires' class." "What about you?" "Are you here with Gilbert?" "I..." "Aren't those two ridiculous?" "They're determined to sit each other out." "I really don't care a snit about either of them." "Well, let's get together soon, Anne." "I want to hear all your news." "Me?" "I'd be honored to accept this dance." ""You have lovely starry violet eyes." -"Why, thank you." "You can call me Cordelia."" ""Cordelia, you have an exquisite rose leaf complexion."" "Do allow me." "I have an account to settle with this young lady." "Your $20." "Care to?" "I'm sorry, Gil." "I must have two left feet." "What are you thinking about?" "I'm afraid to speak or move for fear that all this wonderful beauty will just vanish like a broken silence." "Doesn't it remind you of our old school-day picnics?" "Hmm." "I don't want any of it to change." "I wish I could just hold on to those days forever." "I have a feeling things will never be the same again, will they?" "Well, I won't change." "That's the least I can promise you." "Anne, there's something I want to ask you." "Gil, please don't." "What is it?" "You've been avoiding me all spring, ever since we graduated." " I never wanted to make you care for me so." "I kept away so you wouldn't." "Well, I won't be coming back to White Sands in the fall." "Dalhousie Medical School's accepted me." "Gil, I'm so proud of you." "I'm sorry about last week." "I just wanted to show you how much I care." "Now, maybe you don't think I'm good enough for you now, but I will be someday." "No, Gil." "You're a great deal too good for me." "But you want someone who will adore you;" "someone who will be happy just to hang on your arm and build a home for you." "I wouldn't." "Anne, that's not what I'm looking for at all." "We'd end up like two old crows, fighting all the time." "I know I'd be unhappy and I'd wish we'd never done it." "Everybody expects it." "You must feel that." "Well, then, it would be for all the wrong reasons, Gil." "You just think that you love me." "Anne, I've loved you as long as I can remember." "I need you." "I can't go away know that if I'd just" "I promise that I will always be here if you need me." "Good friends are always together in spirit." "Let's not change, Gil." "Let's just go on being good friends." "Friends, huh?" "I thought we were kindred spirits." "Please say yes." "I can't." "Gil, I'm so desperately sorry." "Lady, get out of the way!" "What the heck are you doing, lady?" "Do you have any idea how difficult it is to replace one of these lanterns?" "You had no business taking the right of way!" "You had no business to be out here alone in the dark without a lantern!" "Are all motorists as bold as you?" "I enjoying being out alone at night!" "Any gentleman would have had the decency to stop!" "I was hoping we'd meet again." "I've been wondering for several weeks exactly who you were." "I'm sorry I wasn't able to introduce myself that day on the beach" "I have no desire to be introduced, thank you." "I'll bet that no one's ever told you how becoming red hair can be in the moonlight." "Actually, lots of people have." "Why don't you tie the horse up?" "I'll take you wherever you want to go." "You can come back for the buggy in the morning." "I'll do no such thing!" "Suit yourself." "Just trying to be a gentleman." "Don't give yourself airs." "You are in a class entirely by yourself!" "If the minister's wife ever gets through this piece, I shall faint." "I cannot stop it." "Can you just see the buttons popping off her corset?" "Oh, stop it." "Oh, I'm going to be sick." "Now, now." "This is you, nervously sweeping up the aisle on your father's arm, your black curls frosted over with the film of your delicate chiffon veil." "The perfect bride, you look into Fred's red face and whisper: "I'm unwept."" "Oh, don't be mean!" "Just promise me one thing:" "If he faints, make sure you catch him." "Diana!" "Diana Barry, what in heaven's name is going on?" "Now you've done it." "Diana, answer me." "Nothing, Mother." "We're just rehearsing the wedding march." "For pity sake, don't march through the ceiling." "Oh, I'm so nervous, Anne." "I don't know how I'm going to get through this tomorrow." "You'll be alright." "Everyone survives the ceremony;" "It's afterwards..." "Oh, you're so smug." "Wait till your turn comes, Miss Anne." "No, I have definitely decided on a career over marriage." "I think I'd like to be a nun." "Wouldn't it be wonderful to be the bride of heaven?" "Oh, but then I'm not Catholic and I hardly qualify for that sort of career." "Well, what about a nurse?" "That's a romantic profession." "Smoothing fevered brows." "And some handsome millionaire patient falling madly in love with you and carrying you off to the Mediterranean." "I can't give it all up for the prosaic reality of Gilbert." "He proposed, you know." "And I refused." "You what?" "!" "Anne, are you out of your mind?" "Don't scold me, Diana." "Can't you understand?" "Anne, I can't believe it." "I thought all this going on about your ideals was a cover-up because he hadn't asked you, yet." "You actually said no?" "After two years of flirting, this is scandalous." "Take that back, Diana Barry." "I never flirted with him." "Gil and I have only ever been good friends." "I even steered clear of Gilbert because of you." "How could you, Anne?" "I know." "I don't love him." "I'm sure he despises me now." "You despise me and I despise myself." "I'm so humiliated over this whole stupid thing!" "Poor darling." "I have no right to scold you." "Things are so mixed up in real life, Anne." "They're never as clear as they are in romantic novels." "Your parents are coming." "Oh, Anne, I shall die." "I'm so nervous." "I know I'm going to faint, Aunt Jo." "If you do, I'll drag you down to the rain water hog shed and drop you in." "Here." "Let me see at you." "Don't you fret." "Oh, you look lovely." "Well, everything's all ready." "I've given the minister the signal." "Oh, my darling, I'm losing you forever." "Now, now." "Don't get all sentimental, Elizabeth." "You still have Minnie May." "Tears aren't lucky at weddings." "What a fine looking pair." "You won't win that Blythe boy back by punishing him." "I wonder why everyone seems to think I ought be with Gilbert Blythe." "Excuse me." "Moody Spurgeon!" "Goodness, you look older in you new celluloid collar." "Thanks, Anne." "You look dashing, yourself." "You looked as good as the bride." "Well, how sweet of you, Moody, to ask Josie to the wedding." "You know, I was afraid you mightn't have been invited." "Isn't she precious, Moody?" "You wore that sweet old dress to Fanny Emerson's wedding last year, though, didn't you, Anne?" "You know what they say, "Twice a bridesmaid, never a bride."" "That's three times a bridesmaid, not twice, Josie." "But then you're so fortunate; the only thing you've ever had to wear twice is a sour expression." "Now, don't you forget to save me a waltz." "I won't, Anne." "Alright, I was just trying to be polite." "Ah, excuse me a moment, won't you, Christine." "Moody." "Josie." "Gilbert." "What's wrong?" "Anne, wait!" "Please, Gil." "Where are you going?" "I'm leaving." "Marilla took Rachel back early." "She was ill and" "I don't feel very well either." "I'll drive you back." "What about your friend?" "I can explain." "She won't mind." "She looks like a lovely and accomplished young lady, Gil." "It's not Christine I care about." "There's someone else, isn't there?" "No, Gil, honestly there isn't." "I don't care for anyone in that way." "And I like you more than anybody." "Anne, I'll wait." "Even if I thought you cared just a little." "I do care, Gil." "I always have." "But I can never, never love you in the way you want me to." "I'm happy as I am;" "I won't ever marry." "You'll marry, alright." "Some fool who will sit and read Tennyson by firelight, no doubt." "Build you your castles in the sky." "I know you." "Please, Gil, I don't mean to hurt you." "But you'll see I'm right by and by when you fall for someone else." "You haven't hurt me, really." "It's just that I fool myself into thinking that you loved me, that's all." "Gil, please." "I hope he breaks your heart, whoever he is." "You don't under" "Then maybe you'll come to your senses." "Anne!" "Oh, you look positively radiant." "And you look like you've seen a ghost." "Gilbert spoke to me again." "Diana, I feel like I've cut off his right arm." "Would you please go and talk to him?" "I know he'll listen to you." "Hurry up, Diana!" "I don't know when or how, but I'll try." "Goodbye, Anne." "Farewell, my beloved." "You're wrong, Tillie." "I thought Anne Shirley looked lovely beside Diana." "Christine Stuart, you're too kind." "I can't believe you didn't notice Anne starring at Gilbert just to make him jealous." "I know that Gilbert is very fond of Anne, but he certainly isn't jealous." "She's just trying desperately to win him back from you." "I don't think it's that at all." "Besides, Gil and I are only friends." "Well, I think Anne Shirley has far too big an opinion of herself." "Why, Anne." "I thought you were going to stay at the Barrys' for the bonfire." "Why did you come home so early?" "Diana." "She was the bride of my dreams." "She and Fred have left now, and I feel tired and anxious..." "I don't know." "Perhaps I should accept Miss Stacey's offer in Kingsport." "I'd like to see and hear new places." "I could get a whole bunch of ideas I could write stories from." "Rachel was feeling pretty discouraged today at the wedding having to move west and live with her boy and all." "And the thought came to me that perhaps I should ask her to board with me instead of the Piccard girl." "I haven't said anything to her;" "I wanted your opinion." "Well, it would be your decision, Marilla." "Are you sure?" "Well, she has her faults, I know." "But she has been my nearest neighbor for 45 years and" "I'd rather put up with her than lose her." "Please don't do this because you feel badly on my account." "Stuff and nonsense!" "I can be civil with Rachel, so long as she stays out of my kitchen." "I will be quite capable of looking after the farm with Mr. Barry's help." "Marilla, do you never wish you'd adopted a boy like you intended to?" "He could have run this farm and saved you all this trouble." "Anne Shirley, I wouldn't trade you for a dozen boys." "Now, you just mind that." "Was it a boy that got the Bachelor of Arts and won the Rollings Reliable story contest, now was it?" "I'll miss you." "I'll miss my girl." "Promise me you won't stay away forever." "I never thought of living as far off the road as Green Gables, but I'd rather live at the bottom of a well than leave Avonlea." "Well, I know how grateful Anne is to you for staying." "Well, she was always one to leap into things when she made her mind up to it." "It's a blessing she's going off to a ladies' academy, that's what." "I don't approve of them coeducational institutions, and I never have" "All the girls flirting with all the boys..." "They do study a little, Rachel." "Precious little." "However, her pupils will be well enough behaved if this school's as well-to-do as she claims." "I can't imagine I've forgotten a thing." "You've all been so helpful." "Mind how you were raised, now, and go to church regularly, Anne." "And be careful what friends you make." "Be sure to put on your warm underclothes when the weather gets chilly." "Yes, and be careful of your health, whatever you do." "And you let us hear from you when you've settled." "Goodbye, Anne." "Goodbye." "Make sure everything is well tagged when you put it on the train." "Don't worry, we'll take care of everything." "Hurry up, now." "You'll be late." "Good luck!" "Good-bye, Marilla." "I don't know what I'd do without you!" "You've both been so wonderful." "But I won't be gone for long and I promise I'll write as often as I can" "Goodbye." "Well, Marilla." "I never would have believed an orphan could turn out so fine." "No one could deny she's real tall and stylish now." "Nobody at all." "I can't help remembering her as a little girl." "Awful hard, I was bewildered trying to manage her." "Matthew understood her better." "Well, it's to your credit you changed her as much as you did." "Oh, she hasn't changed much." "Not really." "It's us that's changed, Rachel." "How I've longed for this moment, Diana." "And now that it's starring me in the face, I can't bare the thought of leaving." "We saw Gil Blythe up to medical school last week." "Did he say anything, Diana?" "I think he understands, Anne." "Anne?" "Anne Shirley!" "Oh there you are!" "Oh, Miss Stacey!" "It feels like decades!" "Oh, up all night in that dreadful train, you must be exhausted." "I feel broken down and green and provincial and only ten years old." "For pity's sake, please take me someplace where I can hear myself think." "I've got a cab waiting just outside." "Where are your luggage tickets?" "The driver can take care of your trunk." "If you weren't here, Miss Stacey, I think I should just sit down and burst into tears." "Well, I can't tell you just how happy I am to have you here, Anne." "After all, why be a member of the board of governors in an institution if you can't pull a few strings?" "Miss Stacey, you didn't." "Yes, I did." "I intend to keep up with my writing." "This quaint, old town will be a wonderful inspiration." "Well, I think your youth and vitality will make an enormous contribution to our ladies' college." "After all, you were my prize pupil in Avonlea." "Oh, I'm so nervous I won't meet with their expectations." "Oh, nonsense!" "They may be privileged young ladies from wealthy families, but they're spoiled and pampered." "Great Jehoshephat!" "What richness!" "This is far more gracious than I ever dreamed could exist." "Good morning, Ma'am." "Good morning." "Could you please tell Mrs. Pringle that Miss Stacey and" "Miss Anne Shirley are here to see her?" "I think you'll be quite comfortable here." "Mrs. Tom Pringle is on the alumni, she's been boarding teachers from Kingsport Ladies' College for 30 years now." "Miss Stacey, how delightful to see you." "And you, Mrs. Pringle." "May I introduce you to Miss Anne Shirley of Avonlea, Prince Edward's Island." "How do you do?" "She is our new English teacher at Kingsport Ladies' College whom you will be boarding this year." "Should I have the cabbie bring her trunk?" "Obviously, you did not receive my letter." "I'm afraid I've decided not to take her, Miss Stacey." "I'm really rather tired of being bothered boarding staff." "My girls are finished, as you know, and I really spend so little time with the alumni." "But, Mrs. Pringle" "I do apologize for the inconvenience." "Good day, Miss Stacey." "Not at all." "Good day." "Typically Pringle, smooth as cream, even when they're working against you." "Well, we shall see about that." "What is it, Miss Stacey?" "Kingsport is full of Pringles and half-Pringles." "They're the old money that rules the town." "And Mrs. Tom Pringle bosses the whole tribe." "I was afraid they'd be down on you." "Why should they be?" "I'm a total stranger." "One of their cousins, Miss Amy Pringle applied for your position and was dismally less qualified, I might add." "However, when the board announced they had accepted your application, well, the whole kit and caboodle of them just threw back their heads and howled" "Kingsport Ladies' College, please, driver." "Well, they're not going to get away with it." "They can't boycott the board's decision." "It's undemocratic." "I'm not sure I quite always trust democracy." "They've always ruled the roost here, the whole clan of them--politically and socially." "Well, they may own the lumber mill, the railway, the gasworks and the woolen mill, but I will not allow the Pringles to dictate our system of our education." "You can't imagine how nervous I am now." "Miss Katherine Brooke is the principal here." "She's a bit of a martinet in matters of discipline from time to time." "But I'm sure we can resolve whatever little differences in opinion that might arise." "Come in." "Good morning, Miss Brooke." "Miss Stacey." "Please forgive the intrusion, but I was just so eager to introduce you to our new English professor, Miss Anne Shirley, one of the brightest stars in my entire teaching career." "She has recently published a short work of fiction, as well." "Welcome to Kingsport, Miss Shirley." "Please, sit down." "Thank you." "I'm very pleased to be here." "Miss Stacey has recommended you so highly to us." "I hadn't expected one so accomplished to be so young" "A fault which time will cure, all too soon." "Miss Brooke, there seems to be some sort of mix-up regarding Miss Shirley's accommodations." "But I was sure you wouldn't object to having her to stay here at the school with your out-of-town boarding students." "I'm sure you'll find her to be the perfect den mother for them." "We have no need of maternal affectations in this institution, Miss Stacey." "We govern by rules and regulations" "Which do require a leaven in the lump from time to time, Miss Brooke." "Shall we have the groundsmen bring in Miss Shirley's things?" "I'll have the maid prepare her room." "Thank you so much." "She is an absolute sergeant major, Miss Stacey." "How shall I ever tolerate her sarcasm?" "Nonetheless, she is a dedicated teacher, if somewhat of an excessive disciplinarian." "Look, you just keep your chin up and you give it your very best." "If only to spite them all." "You know how highly I regard your abilities, Anne." "I shall do my very best to rise to the occasion." "Good girl." "Now you'll want to get yourself organized before the start of classes tomorrow." "Thank you for everything, Miss Stacey." "We can do the rest of our catching up later." "In future, Miss Shirley, you will kindly remember that you are not at liberty to make any changes, no matter how minor, to the conventions of this institution." "I'm sorry." "I was just so moved by your inspiring quotation, I wanted to embellish it." "Don't patronize me." "What is to be the pill in all this jam, Miss Shirley?" "Why, nothing." "I just thought it was a tremendously uplifting idea, that's all." "I'm glad you spell your name with a "K." Katherine with a "K" is so much more alluring than Catherine with a "C."" "A "C" always looks so smug." "We have fifty young ladies in our charge from the most privileged families in the maritimes." "My methods admonish anything beyond the standards of the utmost decorum." "This is not a public school of the kind that you are used to, Miss Shirley;" "our students do not require embellishment." "Simple, straightforward adherence to rules and regulations which I have clearly delineated for you, Miss Shirley." "Our students are drilled in their studies at the beginning of each class." "Bedtime and mealtime will be strictly observed by our fifteen boarders." "You, Miss Shirley, will see to it that the boarders especially adhere to the utmost orderliness." "I'm placing them under your continual direction." "I am referred to by the entire faculty as Brooke." "You may do the same." "Yes, Miss Brooke." "I understand you have extraordinary talents." "I look forward to observing them." "Glad I meet with your approval on some approximation." "We shall see." "You are here as a result of the board's decision, not mine." "or a country schoolmarm, you will find that we are equipped with the most modern efficiencies, due to the tremendous financial support of certain prominent families." "In fact, we are the first school in the Provence to have a telephone." "Welcome to a new year." "I trust you girls are ready to drive into the first session with determination." "You all know Miss McKay, mathematics and science;" "Miss Kerr, history and geography;" "and Miss Shirley will be your new teacher responsible for English and literature as well as all student boarders." "Miss Shirley will be living in the school with us and will have direct supervisory authority." "Let us get to work, then, with no nonsense." "Please organize yourselves into forms." "Form one, do you call that a straight line?" "Emmeline Harris, step forward." "If intend to make a habit of this, I will have no choice but to detain you after class." "Step back." "Learn to respond to signals on the electric bell, as well." "I'd much prefer to invent titles for each group, like a sorority." "What about Tutor, Kent, and Windsor?" "I am not interested in fairytales." "You must learn to use the modern conveniences of our system." "At recess, I will employ the electric bell." "Your room is down the hall, first door." "Perhaps you think you are above rules, Miss Shirley?" "A-hem." "Off you go, girls." "Please, girls." "Quiet, please." "Good morning." "I would like to begin by sharing with you what a great privilege it would be for me to share with" "to share with you my great love of English literature during the forthcoming year." "Let's hope I'm a little lighter on Shakespeare than I am on my feet." "Nevermind." "I had a speech prepared, but it doesn't seem very important right now." "My name is Anne Shirley, and I know we shall all become good friends in no time." "I come from a little town called Avonlea, on Prince Edward's Island, where I have been teaching for the past two years." "So this is my first time in a private school position, and I hope you will all be able to give me lots of assistance." "Now, when I call out your name, answer "here."" "Pringle, Myra C." "Pringle, Rebecca A." "Aren't these your names?" "No Miss." "Perhaps the class lists have been mixed up." "Oh." "Alright." "Give me your names, then, one at a time, starting here with the young lady in the front row." "Last name first, and age." "Oppener, Fanny I. Oppener." "There are two "P"s in Oppener. 14." "Girdle." "Myrtle N. Girdle. 14." "Heind." "That's H-E-I-N-D." "Alice B. Heind. 14." "Ball." "Wilma I. Ball. 33." "Actually, I'm from the Rollings Reliable Baking Company and we were wondering when you'd be available to rewrite our labels." "That's enough." "I hadn't anticipated a class whose the parents were such nitwits at naming their children." "Harris, Emmeline Harris. 13." "And don't believe any of them, Miss Shirley." "What do you mean?" "They're just pulling your leg because they're Pringles and they think they can get away with it." "Ole Telescope Eyes, here wouldn't know a Pringle if she was face to face with one." "Since Misses Fanny I. Oppener, Myrtle N. Girdle, Alice B. Heind, and Wilma I. Ball find themselves so terribly witty, they will write out an accurate class list 100 times today after classes, for my benefit." "Now, open your readers, please." "Miss..." "Miss Shirley." "Miss Shirley, help her." "Emmeline Harris, take this girl to the ladies' room." "Soak the handkerchief in some cold water and see if you can stop the bleeding." "Alright!" "All of you sit down, now!" "And remain seated." "Who put the snake in my desk?" "What is your real name?" "Jen Pringle, Miss Shirley." "Was it you, Jen Pringle?" "Yes, it was." "You will be detained after classes today." "...And every day for the entire week." "Now, please, open your third form readers, class." "I can't, Miss Shirley." "My mother expects me for the next three days at the Ladies' Aid Society Rummage Sale." "Well, I'm sorry, but your mother will have to make other arrangements." "But she's promised my help on the organization committee." "I don't care." "You'll stay if I say so." "I simply cannot stay." "I'm sorry." "Well, then, it's up to you, isn't it, Jen Pringle?" "Either you stay after school for the week, or I'll have to administer the strap." "You just can't do that, Miss Shirley." "I'll take the strap." "Really?" "Come here, then, Miss Pringle." "Put out your hand." "Open your readers, class, and please look at the first chapter for the rest of the period." "Are you alright, Essie?" "I'm afraid I'm not very good around reptiles." "Neither am I." "You'll get used to Essie, Miss Shirley." "She faints at least once a week." "The doctors say her blood is weak." "Thank you, Emmeline." "And don't concern yourself about the Pringle girls either." "The only people they like are themselves." "I can say that without malice because my mother was a Pringle." "Besides, I like you, and I think you handled the class very intelligently." "You traitor, Harris." "I guess there are only two kinds of people in Kingsport:" "those who are Pringles and those who aren't." "Shut up, Jen." "I don't care a snit what you say." "I'm half Pringle." "Hah!" "You're mother didn't live long enough to make you anything." "and my papa says your papa is the greatest philanderer in this country, so that practically makes you an orphan." "Don't you dare ever say another word about my father again!" "You stupid, good for nothing goose-egg!" "Stop that!" "He's a brute and my papa says so!" "Let's see how big your mouth is now, Jen Pringle." "My glasses!" "That is enough!" "Emmeline, get up, there!" "Stand up!" "Have you girls no propriety?" "This is not a Turkish bizarre." "They tried to run me down on that bicycle." "You little liar!" "She threw her crochet mallet in the wheel and tripped us, didn't she Essie?" "Did not, you beast." "She attacked me." "Stop it." "I have a good mind to expel you both for such hooliganism." "Bicycles are forbidden on school property." "This contraption is confiscated as of this moment." "But, Miss Brooke, the bicycle isn't mine." "It's my brother's." "He ought not to have been so foolish as to have entrusted it to you." "Hardly seems fair to be punishing her brother." "Yes, Miss Brooke, I think" "Do you not understand English?" "Now, I want you two girls to apologize to each other and behave like proper young ladies." "I am quite prepared to forgive your lack of manners." "And I your rude comments." "That's enough." "Well, don't stand there like pigeons, girls." "Go along." "If you allow an outburst like that to occur again, Miss Shirley, you shall have the board to reckon with." "Lock this in the shed, McTavish." "Go along, girls." "Don't stop." "Looking for these?" "Jen!" "I'm sorry about you're spectacles." "We'll get them replaced." "It's not that." "It's what she said about my papa." "Just you forget about whatever they said." "There's not an ounce of truth in it." "We won't let it spoil the afternoon." "We didn't get you into trouble, did we, Miss Shirley?" "Don't worry about me." "Brooke's just an old battle-ax, anyway." "Don't tell anybody I said that." "I almost fainted when I saw her come across the lawn." "She'll cool off in a few days, and then I'll get your bother's bicycle back." "Come along, and don't you give it another word." "You should have seen her with her mouth full of mud, Miss Shirley." "That's the best Jen Pringle's looked in a long time." "Alright, I'm turning my light out now, Miss Brooke." "Miss Shirley!" "Emmeline." "Oh, Miss Shirley, you've got to help us." "Essie's brother needs the bicycle in the morning for his delivery job or he'll be fired, and he's ready to murder Essie." "We can't get the shed doors open." "She's awful scared, and I'm afraid she'll faint." "Heaven preserve us from Miss Brooke if she does." "Mr. McTavish, the groundsman, keeps his tools in here." "Maybe if we saw the chain or pick the lock..." "Stop whimpering, Essie." "Emmeline, do you think you could squeeze through that skylight up above?" "Uh-huh, if I had a ladder." "Come along." "I've got a better idea." "Alright." "You go down first, and I'll shimmy down you." "I'm frightened." "I'm going to faint." "Hang on another moment, Essie, and you can." "If anyone catches us, you don't suppose they'll think we're trying to steal anything, do you, Miss Shirley?" "Our motives are hardly idle curiosity." "Alright." "Untie the end, Essie, and throw it down." "I don't think you should do this." "Oh, I hope the skylight's not locked, Miss Shirley." "We're in luck, Mr. McTavish has an army of tools down here." "Good." "Now, if we can just" "Bed sheets." "Well, now, Anne Shirley, where's the fire?" "Good morning." "Good morning, class." "Really, girls." "If you can't come up with a better likeness than that," "I suggest you give up all together." "Open your Oxford Book of Verse." "Page 276." "Tennyson's "The Lady of Shalott."" "Emmeline, would you please read the first four verses for us." "Then we'll discuss them." "My, my." "Whose apple are we polishing, now?" "Let's hitch our wagon to a star, girls." "Willowswhiten,aspensquiver," "Little breezes dusk and shiver." "Thro' the wave that runs forever Flowing down to Camelot" "Why are you late?" "My mother insisted on keeping my maid this morning." "I had no one to darn my stockings." "Kingsport Ladies' College does not tolerate tardiness, nor do I." "Take out your dictionary and copy out the entire "A" section." "You'll have to catch up on this class later." "There she kept her vigil only, Waiting in her chamber lonely" "And looked down to Camelot." "Reapers reaping fields of barley..." "Are you trying to tell me that Emmeline is soley responsible for this misconduct?" "I'm not trying to tell you anything other than that your daughter has an overt disregard for regulations." "Stealing is stealing." "I don't see how you can pretend it to be otherwise." "This incident is the tip of the iceberg." "I believe she requires remedial discipline." "And I want that teacher raked over the coals, as well, then." "I'd like nothing better, Capt. Harris, but that will be for the board to decide." "Let me be perfectly clear, Miss Brooke." "I will not allow Emmeline to be expelled from any school." "I'm withdrawing both my daughter and my financial support from this second-rate institution immediately." "You can reckon with the board of governors." "There she weaves by night and day, A magic web with colours gay." "She has heard a whisper say, A curse is on her if she stay" "To look down [on] Camelot." "I have warned you two about food in class." "Bring that parcel here, Myra." "Bring that parcel here." "Throw it in the stove." "Are you sure you really want me to do this?" "Myra, obey me at once." "Why is she running?" "Run, girls." "Girls, run!" "Run, girls!" "Run!" "Help!" "My skirt is caught!" "Emmeline!" "Papa?" "Papa!" "Papa, you came!" "March straight out to the car, young lady." "And take off those ridiculous looking-spectacles." "You shouldn't be wearing them other than for reading." "Shut that blasted alarm bell off!" "This is my teacher, Miss Shirley." "Miss Shirley, is it?" "We've met before if I'm not mistaken." "Yes, sir." "I remember." "What in the devil have you done, now?" "Miss Shirley's got the entire academy awaiting your remedial discipline, Miss Brooke." "I'm quite positive you'll enjoy the challenge." "Emmeline, come on." "You're leaving this forth-rate institution, once and for all." "Girls!" "Girls!" "Get away from that autocar!" "What sorts of things are being said?" "Well, Hattie Pringle: you are accused of marking down her papers just because she is a Pringle." "Here you are said to laugh at the students when they make mistakes." "What?" "!" "Well, alright, I did laugh when Myra Pringle defined an alligator as a large kind of insect." "I couldn't help myself." "Oh, dear." "Mr. James Pringle, the father of Jen Pringle, claims that there is no discipline whatsoever at the school since your arrival and he is circulating the report that you are a, quote, um, a foundling, unquote." "Well, it goes on and on." "Almost every Pringle parent has written the board demanding--not requesting--demanding your resignation." "Cantankerous, prejudiced old creatures!" "How can anyone possibly succeed against such tactics?" "I'm so sorry, Anne." "I do feel responsible." "Well, on behalf of the 15 students who aren't Pringles, I'm determined to persevere." "Capt. Harris has withdrawn his rather substantial financial support toward the college mortgage and several of the other Pringle families are threatening to do the same." "I see." "So, you want me to resign, as well?" "Never!" "The board wants you to resign." "I want you to stay here and make these Pringles eat their words." "If money's deemed to be the power behind this institution, well then you, my dear Anne, are going to compensate for every single penny that's been lost." "But how?" "Shall I give up my salary?" "Oh, no, my dear." "Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no." "I'm going to insist that the board give you a probationary term, at least until Christmas." "In the meantime, might you consider mounting a lavish benefit concert?" "Highlighting a play, perhaps, directed by a Miss Anne Shirley?" "It'd have to be something with a number of superb roles in it, though." "And strong dramatic content." "The audience will have to be completely overwhelmed." "I think every Pringle parent would gladly pay to see their daughters' names in the program, don't you think?" "Let's see. 100 tickets at $25 a ticket." "Why, that makes exactly $2500." "Well, that's an outrageous price!" "Do you honestly think anyone would pay for that?" "Yes." "And all the money will go directly to the school." "You are perfectly ingenious, Miss Stacey." "We'll show the Pringles the meaning of the word capitalism." "Just a moment, Anne." "I think that you should have a look at these old diaries." "Mrs. Stanton, our librarian, and I are preparing a history of Kingsport and we literally stumbled accross those in the archives." "They were written by Capt. Abraham Pringle, the founder of Kingsport." "My dear Anne, if you want to win the game, you have to understand the players." "I see." ""And so, for the last time, the old teacher passed the cruel portrait of herself etched in the wall by her former students." "Gertrude glimpsed the old woman's haughty loneliness as she retreated silently into the garden." "Shortly thereafter, they learned that the hand of death had touched her, and Gertrude was haunted by the realization that she could never thank the woman who had silently given her so much." "It was more than she could bear."" "At this point in the term, I should like to dedicate this short story to each of you young ladies who have made the first few weeks here for me so meaningful." "Class dismissed." "What are these girls crying for?" "I've been reading them a short story, Miss Brooke." "Good grief, crying over an English lesson." "Miss Brooke is here to discuss my suggestion of a play and benefit concert, Anne." "I think it's scandalous, but my opinion matters little since the school needs the funds." "Exactly." "I was hoping you would assist me in the coaching, Miss Brooke." "I don't know why you would, since I had nothing to do with drawing up this ridiculous scheme." "The most important question is, then, who shall play the leading role of Mary Queen of Scots?" "I" "We don't want any greenhorn in the role." "I'm not going to be associated with anything that isn't successful." "Jen Pringle is the only one I can think of who could play the part." "No one else has the necessary personality." "I can't deny that Jen has a natural flair for acting." "Then it's all settled." "Why, I think that Miss Brooke will make an excellent coach." "And Miss McKay and Miss Kerr can do the decorations, and I'll see to the hiring of hall and the band." "Perhaps I can even entice a famous soprano from Fredericton to sing between acts at no charge." "I trust she'll sing for the creditors if the whole thing flops." "But don't say I didn't warn you." ""Help me!" "Help me!"" "Feel it." ""Let go of the queen!"" "Myra, since you're upstage, don't hide your face." ""Help me, my mistress."" "Have mercy." "Mercy, nay." "I am innocent." "Save me, sweet lady." "Will ye, slave, save me too?" ""Drag him away." "Pluck his hands off her!"" "This scene looks ridiculous." "I'm not going to lower myself any futher!" "Hattie, you're as stiff as a poker." "I can't help it." "I don't want to bruise myself." "If I can go down easily, I will." "You've all seen Essie carrying on." "Now do it this way." "[Dramatically] "I am innocent!" "Save me sweet lady!"" "Now the queen, she orders the guards to halt, but the guards haul Rizzio away." "Now, Hattie, you try it." ""I am innocent!" "Save me, sweet lady."" "I refuse to play opposite her!" "She is the only one who can be remotely convincing as an Italian musician." "Do what you can, Miss Brooke." "Well, don't blame me if the audience leaves." "Once more, Hattie." "And please, relax." "Emmeline!" "Emmeline!" "What is it?" "What is it?" "We missed having you in our play." "And I am so sorry about what happened with your father." "When everything calms down, I'm hoping I can get a chance to speak with him and try to explain." "He isn't here." "He's gone back to Boston." "Oh, Miss Shirley, I've always wanted to do a play." "I haven't had much of a chance to do anything." "Papa will never let me come back to the school." "I'm to spend the rest of the year with grandmama...alone." "Oh, Emmeline." "Perhaps I can get another copy of the play." "And I'll coach you at home." "I'm sure your father, he'll let you come back to the college next term." "I don't think so." "And I don't think my grandmama will either." "I had to sneak out while she and Aunt Pauline were napping." "Is someone helping you along with your studies?" "You don't want to fall behind." "Well, then I shall have to have a chat with your grandmama." "Will you?" "You should hurry along home." "You don't want to get her cross." "And I promise, I will come by tomorrow and I will speak with her." "Oh, it's number 10 Maple Terrace." "You won't forget." "Of course not." "Off you go." "I should like to speak with Mrs. Harris." "My name is A" "You can't." "She's ill and won't be disturbed." "Good day." "May I speak with Emmeline Harris, then?" "She isn't allowed to have visitors." "Is Capt. Harris coming back to--?" "He lives in Boston, Miss." "Seldom visits here." "Could you tell Emmeline that Anne Shirley came to see her?" "Thank you." ""My Dear Mrs. Harris, ..." "I thought you might be interested in these diaries belonging to Capt. Abraham Pringle, which I found in the city archives." "There are some wonderful tributes in here by Capt. Pringle to your late husband, Capt. Harris." "I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I did." "Sincerely, Anne Shirley, Kingsport Ladies' College."" "I have a delivery here for a Miss Shirley." "Well, you're in luck." "I am Miss Shirley." "Thank you." "So, then, it's tomorrow at noon, is it, Mrs. Harris?" "Miss Shirley, Madam." "Mama!" "Mama!" "Good grief, girl, you're aggravating." "Miss Shirley." "What?" "Miss Shirley." "Satan's life, why didn't you say so in the first place?" "So this is the infamous Miss Shirley?" "Come to take her pound of flesh, I see." "How do you do, Mrs. Harris?" "Far from well." "How much do you want for these diaries?" "I hadn't any intention of selling them." "Is there any use in asking you to sit down?" "Yes, thank you." "Who else has seen these?" "No one, as far as I know." "Then I am ready to negotiate." "I will give you what you want, if you'll give me your word not to reveal this monstrosity to the rest of the Pringles." "I was only hoping I might convince you to let me to tutor your granddaughter, Emmeline, as I understand she will not be returning to school." "Oh, clever, aren't we?" "Sugar-coated blackmail." "You want a regular salary to keep you quiet, is that it?" "I beg your pardon?" "Innocent as doves;" "cunning as serpents." "You knew when you found that scandalous entry about my husband, it wasn't true." "It couldn't be true." "The rest of the Pringles will be delighted to believe it, won't they, and make us the laughing stock of Kingsport." "Which scandalous entry?" "Oh, so there's more than one, is there?" "Pauline." ""Josiah Harris' ship was burned and the boats taken." "Harris and the crew nearly starved." "In the end, they-- they ate Jonas Selkirk who had shot himself." "They lived on him until rescued." "Harris told me himself." "Seemed to think it was a good joke."" "On occasion, papa would get so angry" "Pauline!" "Be quiet!" "That is a lie." "My husband never ate anyone, dead or alive." "Let alone, Jonas Selkirk." "Abraham Pringle wrote that nonsense to get a rise out of his silly wife." "Amy Pringle was notoriously gullible." "Oh, please, Miss Shirley." "Don't show these to anyone." "Our Pringle relations might publicize it." "We'll do anything." "Now, Miss Shirley." "How much do you want to tutor my granddaughter?" "Why, you've misunderstood me completely." "I'm not threatening you." "I just thought you'd enjoy all the other splendid things said about your husband." "I never dreamed of telling anyone he was a cannibal." "Well, naturally, we tend to be a little suspicious of strangers in Kingsport." "Perhaps we have misjudged you." "I suppose the child should continue with her studies." "Pauline has no time; she's busy looking after me." "You won't mention this misunderstanding to anyone, will you?" "I'll try to remember not to." "And when do you want to start?" "Immediately." "These two angles of the triangle are equal to each other." "The two sides opposite these angles are equal to each other." "Emmeline, why hasn't anyone replaced your spectacles?" "Well, papa says I don't really need to wear them as much as I do." "And grandmama won't because she's an old skinflint." "Who gave you those, then?" "Mother Superior at the convent in Boston two years ago." "Anyway, I'm only supposed to use them for reading." "You simply cannot use them anymore." "You must have another pair." "I found another copy of Mary-- -"Mary Queen of Scots"!" "Oh, her very name just thrills me to my fingertips." "I don't believe she really murdered Darnley, do you?" "Shh!" "Heaven help you two if you wake her up." "I think it's ever so dramatic, don't you?" "It's a very challenging role." "We used to have dramatics and music at the convent." "Mother Superior said I was quite good at both." "She taught me to play the piano, too, you know." "Unfortunately, grandmama won't let me touch it." "Could we read it together?" "I think so." "I'll play all of the other parts, and you read Mary." "Let's start here." ""Forgive all evil toward me of all men, deed or device to hurt me...." ""..." "Yea, I would not bear one heart unreconciled with mine when mine is cold." ""I will not take Death's hand with any soil of hate or wrath or wrong about me." ""But being friends with this past world, pass it in the general peace of love."" "That was wonderful!" "Thank you for bringing me, Miss Shirley." "This will be our secret place which you cannot reveal to anyone." "Grandmama never lets me out alone." "She thinks I'm liable to be kidnapped by gypsies." "I don't know why she'd care if I was kidnapped by gypsies; all she cares about is her aching back and sore feet." "Now, now." "Old people cling to the way they were brought up themselves." "Secretly she hates me." "She always calls me "the child"" "as though I may be "the dog" or "the cat."" "If I make a spark of noise, she nearly passes out." "She's and old tyrant and someday, I'm going to run away forever and become a real actress." "Why have you never lived with your father?" "He's very occupied with his business affairs." "I was at two other boarding schools before I came to this one." "But he brought me here so I would be close to grandmama and so he wouldn't worry about me." "I'm sure he means to do what's best." "What Jen Pringle said about my papa hurt, you know..." "Because it's true." ""Dear Papa, I want so much to return to K.L.C." "I'd like to ask you to allow me to go back to K.L.C. next term." "I was at the top of my class before I left and hoped you'd be proud of my grades." "Please understand it was all a mistake." "I tried to reach you in Baltimore, but I suppose you never received the letter."" "Miss Shirley is here for your tutorial, Miss." "Thank you." "Miss Shirley!" "Grandmama will eat you alive!" "We're to have our studies in this room." "I simply cannot tolerate the gloominess any longer." "I have a wonderful surprise for you." "Miss Stacey has lent me a Royal Conservatory program and you can begin today." "I can't." "Grandmama has forbidden me..." "Fiddlesticks!" "It's high time someone reminded your grandmama what a piano sounds like." "Uh, and it shouldn't be me." "You can start with these elementary exercises as a refresher course." "But, it is a step in the right direction." "I'll get your textbooks." "Play!" "Pauline!" "Come in here, girl." "We will answer and we will tell them we cannot accept." "Mama wants her stationary, Abigail." "Who on earth is making that confounded racket?" "That piano isn't meant to be played!" "Get away from there, child!" "Who gave you permission to play that piano?" " I'm sorry, Mrs. Harris, but Emmeline must be allowed to devote some time to musical studies." "I don't believe in young girls playing the piano in public." "It tends to make them bold and forward." "Why, I think perhaps you are wise, Mrs. Harris." "However, I am told that most of the young Pringle girls in Kingsport have private lessons." "I just wouldn't want to be accused of negligence in Emmeline's proper upbringing." "Well, who gave you permission to open those windows?" "I just wanted your staff to see how dusty this room is." "It needs a thorough going over." "Well, have it your way." "You young people are all so giddy." "Pauline wants to go away and leave me." "It's only for the day, mama." ""Only for the day," says she." "It never seems to occur to anyone that I'd like a day out of this confounded wheelchair." "You may not have the use of you legs, grandmama, but there's nothing the matter with your tongue." "Don't you dare to be impertinent, child!" "I know a girl who died in her sleep after being impertinent." "Pauline, what is it?" "Uh, my cousin Louisa is celebrating her wedding anniversary in Fredericton next week." "Now, I was her bridesmaid fifteen years ago and I'd do anything to be there." "Well, if I die alone while you're away," "Pauline, I'll leave it to your conscience." "I know what a burden I can be." "Mama, please don't excite yourself." "I'm not going to go if you're not" "I will excite myself." "Can't I have a little excitement to brighten my dull life?" "Oh, my back." "My back, it hurts." "Close that confounded window, girl." "I can feel the draft." "Pauline, get my Afghan and a cushion for my feet." "Oh!" "Well, you know how people will talk, Mrs. Harris, if Pauline doesn't go to the anniversary." "What?" "Oh, I'm sure in your long lifetime you've learned what idle tongues can say." "Well, there's no need to throw my age up in my face, girl." "his town is full of tattling toadies, and don't I know it." "Well, I'm not stopping her." "I left it to her own conscience." "No one would ever believe that excuse." "Miss Shirley and I can even stay with you, grandmama." "Why, Pauline could probably be there and back in a day." "There's something behind all this, isn't there?" "Why are you so set on her going?" "Because she's a good, kind daughter who needs a day off now and then." "Never mind her weedily ways." "Have a peppermint." "Oh." "Oh, my head." "Oh, I've got such a pain in my head and I'm so tired I can't argue anymore." "I suppose that means I'm going to have a stroke." "Oh..." "Alright, you can go." "But, if you catch flu and get sick, don't blame me." "Oh, thank you, mama!" "Thank you!" "You're so good to me." "I wanted to go to cousin Louisa's so much," "Oh, mama, I only have this old black taffeta to wear." "Do you think" "Black taffeta is quite good enough for Louisa Hilton's wedding." "She'd dress in scarlet, that one, if I'd let her and she's only waiting till I'm dead to do it." "As long as I'm alive you will be decent, Pauline Harris." "Alright, mama." "I'm just going to be glad inside and not even think about what I'm wearing." "And I'm sure that you'll get along with Miss Shirley splendidly, mama." ""I will not take Death's hand with any soil of hate or wrath or wrong about me." "But being friends with this past world, pass from it in the general peace of love."" "Well, you've all done remarkably well and deserve multitudes of praise." "Now make sure you have your lines down pat for next Friday's rehearsal." "And, before you all go, I have one announcement to make." "Mrs. Capt. Josiah Harris and her granddaughter Emmeline would be pleased to invite you to a fall picnic tomorrow morning." "Now, if you care to attend, we'll be meeting at Maplehurst at 10am." "Oh, please bring a small gift for Mrs. Harris out of politeness for her generosity in hosting this event." "You can go home, now, girls." "It's coming." "Coming." "They look wonderful." "Quite a reaction from those old diaries, Anne." "It goes to show you how my old students always pull through." "Don't speak too loudly, yet." "I just received a letter from Gilbert Blythe." "It seems he's finally in medical school." "I know." "Well, how's he doing?" "Well, you know Gilbert's so modest." "But reading between the lines, I'd say he's top of his class." "He wanted to know how you are doing, as well." "Well, you may tell him I'm keeping out of mischief." "Come in." "It's only me, Pauline." "Oh, Miss Shirley." "How do I look?" "Dreadful!" "You simply cannot go in that old thing." "I'm going to lend you my best dress." "Oh, my dear." "No, no, no." "I'm on tender hooks as it is." "Mama might change her mind." "Don't be silly." "Get up, and take this black taffeta off." "You can put this on underneath and change at the party." "Oh, but-- but-- but to deceive mama, I" "You wouldn't want to bring bad luck to a wedding anniversary wearing that black thing, would you?" "No." "Oh, oh, oh, no." "Now, just a whiff." "Mama won't approve of this." "Oh, apple blossom." "Oh, how this reminds me of Adelaide Pringle when she" "Who?" "Morgan's wife." "Mother of the child." "She was my first cousin on mama's side." "I see." "Pauline, why does your brother never visit?" "Oh, Morgan, he's become just become just like papa, always ordering people about, no time for anyone else." "Morgan used to be so robust and handsome, and Adelaide used to love music and parties..." "What happened?" "Well, it's not Christian to speak of the dead." "Well, how did she die, then?" "She ran off shortly after the child was born, and died of consumption." "The Pringles all blamed Morgan, including mama." "But it wasn't Morgan's fault." "Now mama won't have anything about that reminds her of what happened to Adelaide." "But that's wrong, Pauline." "What make people on this town hold such grudges against one other?" "Oh, the Pringles have always bickered a great deal amongst themselves." "We're very polite to each other in public." "I've never seen such ridiculous behavior." "It is absolutely Byzantine." "Well, in any case, Pauline Harris, you are going to have the day off of your life." "Good morning, Mrs. Harris." "Walking as if we owned the world, are we?" "So I do." "Come along, Pauline." "I'm ready to go, mama." "Too much color, girl." "You look painted." "Oh, no it's just, I'm flushed." "And you don't smell respectable drenched in scent." "It's just the tiniest little bit of" " I said drenched and I meant drenched!" "Turn around." "Is that a rip under that sleeve?" "No, mama." "Oh." "Remember your manners." "And don't forget to cross your ankles decently when you sit down." "And don't sit in a draft, either." "And don't slide down the banisters." "Mama!" "Well, you did it at Nancy Pringle's wedding." "Mama, that was 25 years ago!" "What do you think I am?" "Go on, girl." "Don't stand there jabbering." "Do you want to miss your train?" "Uh." "No, mama." "And if I'm not here when you come back, remember, leave me out in my wedding dress and mind my hair is crimped." "I don't know how you'll manage her, Miss Shirley." "She's such a baby." "I never thought I'd ever get a chance to visit Maplehurst." "Hattie!" "Hattie Pringle, get away from there!" "That's Mrs. Harris' carriage." "This is outrageous!" "I haven't been outside..." "If I catch a cold, girl, I shall hold you responsible." "Nonsense." "I want you to enjoy the sunshine and all the beautiful autumn colors." "We'll have a lovely carriage ride." "And you can criticize everyone as you pass by." "Criticize?" "That's a very strange idea, Miss Shirley." "That is not Christian." "It's simply not Christian." "What is the meaning of this, Miss Shirley?" "I won't stand anymore of your monkeyshines." "They're such handsome carriages and you never use them." "You put them back, you hear?" "They've not been out for seven years." "All the more reason to bring them out and use them." "Stop being so selfish." "Good morning, girls!" "You look lovely." "You wheel me back in, you hear?" "This is anarchy!" "Who are these rabble rousers?" "Oh, dear saints above, I shall swoon." "I can't stand all this fresh air." "It's such a pretty day." "I thought you could host a picnic for the school." "I don't eat my lunch outside with anyone, girls." "I'm not a raggle-taggle gypsy!" "Take me in!" "Take me in!" "Hush, Mrs. Harris." "Some of these girls are Pringles." "Pringles?" "Yes, and you don't want them running home and telling tales." "You'll pay for this." "If I catch a chill..." "You said you wanted a day off from your wheelchair, anyway, grandmama." "Be quiet!" "Good morning, Mrs. Harris." "You look awfully chipper." "Thank you, Alec McGuiness." "Well, what does it matter if I die anyway?" "I've been living on borrowed time for too long as it is." "Such friendly people." "Charming neighbors." "You know, I don't approve of criticizing people, my dear." "No." "May I ask, is that all your own hair?" "Yes, every bit." "Hmm." "Pity it's red." "But I believe red is becoming quite popular again." "Thank you." "You girls are late." "What happened, Jen?" "Was your maid sick again?" "And another one?" "Oh, how delightful." "Thank you, my dear." "This is my gift to you, Emmeline." "Oh, Miss Shirley." "However did you pay for this?" "I had some lucky savings put aside." "Oh, thank you a million times over!" "Someday I'll make it up to you." "Now, wasn't that sweet of all these girls to give me gifts?" "Yes, it was." "I rather like your laugh, Miss Shirley." "That nervous giggle of Pauline's gets on my nerves." "Well, I hope she has a wonderful time at the party." "She's probably overeaten and made herself ill." "Like her father, that girl." "He never knew when he had enough." "Hmph." "Did I ever show you Josiah's picture, Miss Shirley?" "Why he was very handsome." "Full of heroic spirit, I'd say." "Yes, he was the handsomest man in Kingsport." "And he adored me." "And he adored me." "We consulted each other about absolutely everything." "Mind you, we didn't always agree." "No." "He had his fits of temper." "Oh, yes." "And so did I. [laughs]" "Do you know what he did when I bought a daycap he didn't like?" "I can't imagine." "He ate it." "It gave him a terrible stomach pain." "Yes, serves him right." "He was so irked that I had neglected to consult him. [laughs/cries]" "How could he go away and leave me alone and crippled like this?" "Dying was the only thing that he ever dared to do without consulting me." "Won't be long before we're together again." "There's no one--no man like him." "No." "This is a degenerate age, Miss Shirley." "What about your son?" "Morgan." "Well, he managed his money successfully, if that's any merit." "His father spoiled him." "Well, he should never have married his cousin." "It's a blessing that poor Adelaide Pringle died, dear soul." "Morgan got what he deserved, I suppose." "That's a very inhuman attitude for a mother, Mrs. Harris." "Yes." "Well, we're not exactly famous for compassion," "Miss Shirley, especially among ourselves." "They're all waiting for me to die so they can get their hands on the money." "Perhaps you ought to realize that Emmeline only wants to be cared for." "If you have any compassion left in your soul, you might spend it on her." "Children should be seen and not heard." "You seem to be very broad-minded in your opinions, Miss Shirley." "That's the nicest compliment anyone's ever paid me, Mrs. Harris." "Pardon me, young man." "I was wondering if you would allow my girls and me the pleasure of a hayride into town in your wagon?" "It would be so exciting for them, and I promise they won't be any trouble." "Mama!" "Mama?" "You'll simply have to go." "Good bye." "Mama?" "Mama, what's happened?" "Mama, are you alright?" "You're wearing a hat." "Mama, I can't remember the last time I" "Pauline, will you calm yourself?" "You sound hysterical." "Haven't you seen me wear a hat often enough, girl?" "Miss Shirley suggested an alfresco lunch." "It was most enjoyable." "I've been so anxious about you, mama." "I was worried sick the entire party." "Will you stop fluttering, girl?" "You fidget." "Pauline, did you have a good time at your wedding party?" "Oh, my, yes." "Oh, Louisa sent you her your bouquet, mama." "The flowers were wonderful." "The parlor was a bower..." "Like a funeral, I suppose." "And the minister married cousin Louisa and Maurice all over again." "Sacrilegious." "Molly and Emily send their love." "And, oh, Emily has the most delicious baby." "You speak as though it was something to eat." "Babies are common enough." "Babies are never common." "Each one is a miracle." "Well, I had two of them." "I didn't see much that was miraculous about either of them." "Mama, you're so bright and cheerful today." "However did you two get along, Miss Shirley?" "Well, that I have a head, and we got on well enough." "I don't care what the Pringles say;" "I think you're quite good- looking." "Thank you." "Oh, good grief!" "Well, well. "Little Bo-Peep has lost her sheep and doesn't know where to find them."" "Good day, Miss Kerr." "After this, I shall be surprised at nothing." ""Leave them alone, and they'll come home, bringing their tails behind them."" "Get those sheep out of here!" "Papa!" "Emmeline!" "You were told to stop wearing those ridiculous spectacles outside." "Your eyesight will never improve if you constantly wear them" "Yes, papa, but Miss Shirley gave me these new ones and I" "Go inside." "Immediately." "But..." "Hurry up." "Young man!" "Who is responsible for this?" "Is this your wagon?" "Oh, thank you." "We had a marvelous time." "Miss Shirley." "May I have a word with you?" "You run along, Miss Kerr." "I'll catch up." "Yes, sir." "It seems that each time we meet, a catastrophe lies in my way." "Well, then perhaps you ought to get out of the way." "I get annoyed when people treat my instructions lightly, Miss Shirley." "I gave explicit orders that my daughter was to have no further association with Kingsport Ladies' College." "Would you mind telling me what the devil you're doing here?" "We have been on a country picnic, sir." "Hosted by your mother." "My mother?" "She authorized taking out all those carriages and inviting all those girls?" "No, sir." "I did." "And as she has nothing better to think about than herself," "I thought that it was high time someone tried to help her." "Then you really are as insane as all the rumors I've heard about you." "What have you heard?" "You wouldn't want to know." "Yes, I would." "The Pringles have labeled you the "Mad-capped English Professor."" "Someone said you had written the most ridiculous story they'd ever read published by... something or other Reliable Baking Powder Company." "And that you were the silliest red-headed mouse of a schoolmistress they'd ever known." "Thanks to you, I was very nearly fired!" "There's a logical explanation behind everything." "But, you people really are the most narrow-minded, self-centered, quarrelsome group I have ever encountered." "I'd like to poison your entire clan." "You can't stand to see anyone succeed other than yourselves." "I am sure you're all gloating over who will fly the victory banner at the end of this year." "Well, you have not got the better of me, yet!" "Whoa!" "Come back here, miss." "You're upset by what the Pringles think of you?" "I don't care to discuss it, if you don't mind." "I'm sorry." "You're afraid the Pringle rumors might enforce my conclusions about you." "Your conclusions?" "Don't flatter yourself!" "You might be interested in listening to what I actually had to say in your defense." "You ought to look around and see if there's anyone you like to listen to better than yourself." "I took it upon myself to see that this was delivered to you." "I'm sure you're far too busy to forward a change of address to your daughter." "If you weren't so self-absorbed, sir, you'd realize there's a little girl who desperately loves you." "You can go." "Morgan!" "Oh, Miss Shirley, wait!" "Morgan!" "I'll be right back." "Miss Shirley!" "Oh, Miss Shirley, thank goodness you didn't let mama see me getting out of that fellow's carriage." "Pauline, you're positively trembling." "Oh, it was heavenly." "I simply have to tell you everything." "Isaac Kent drove me home." "He used to be an old beau of mine." "Well, no, hardly an old beau;" "he never had any real intentions." "But we did used to go driving around together." "He, um, paid me a compliment." "He said, "Your hair looks as much like molasses taffy as it ever did."" "I hope there wasn't anything improper in his saying that?" "Nothing whatsoever." "He asked me to go driving again." "Heaven knows what mama's going to say, but..." "I dont even care!" "Louisa and I walked all around the old house and remembered all the summers we spent together as little girls." "We saw the lilac bushes we planted years ago." "I don't know." "I just never had such a wonderful day." "Pauline, I'm so pleased." "How can I ever repay you?" "I just wish you didn't have such a difficult time here." "Oh, I don't even mind coming home, somehow." "Morgan's here for a few weeks on business." "I hope it will be just like old times." "After all, mama needs me, and it's nice being needed, isn't it?" "Oh, thank you, Miss Shirley." "No, you keep the dress." "Heaven knows, you might get to wear it again." "God bless you." "Oh, you've done more than you'll ever know." "Kingsport Ladies' College, Miss Brooke speaking..." "Why, Good Afternoon, Mrs. Pringle." "Sore throat?" "Tonsillitis?" "Good heavens, I hope it isn't serious." "It's not contagious, is it?" "Oh, I see." "No!" "No, but..." "No, we understand completely." "One must not interfere with the doctor's orders." "I agree with you, Mrs. Pringle." "I appreciate your giving us sufficient notice." "Thank you." "Goodbye." "Jen Pringle will not be performing this evening." "You can't be serious." "Not after all this effort." "We shall simply have to return the tickets and put it off." "Until when?" "We can't afford to rebook the hall." "And what about the band?" "I still have to pay for them." "Well, Muriel Stacey, I told you it was foolish to get up a play at this time of year." "Don't blame me." "Jen Pringle is in no more danger of tonsillitis than I am." "This is a deliberate device to ruin the play and get rid of me." "That's an awfully sour attitude." "What do you intend to do?" "Read it yourself?" "That would ruin it." "Mary is the entire play." "We are not postponing anything." "I'll be back in an hour." "Carry on as we planned until you hear from me." "Miss Shirley." "I would like to speak to Capt. Harris, please." "I'm sorry." "He's busy in his study and I regret to say he won't be disturbed." "I'm sorry, Annabel, but this is a matter that goes beyond regret." "Come in." "We'll look at the shipment in Boston." "On Monday, alright." "I apologize for interrupting you so rudely, sir, but I'll be brief." "Because you've withdrawn you're financial support from the college, we have been attempting to raise the balance of our operating costs through the production of a benefit concert scheduled for this evening." "Now our concert is threatened because Jen Pringle, our leading performer, has called in ill at the last minute." "Emmeline knows the part cold; we've been studying it together." "This opportunity would mean the everything to her." "I know what you think of me, my methods, and the school, but I beg of you to let her perform with us tonight." "I take it, then, your job is on the line?" "I intend to see this through, sir." "You have no business interfering here, Miss Shirley." "Emmeline is far too easily influenced for her own good." "But, under the circumstances, I..." "I feel I owe you an apology for some of the things I said the other day and all the trouble I've obviously caused." "I meant no harm." "Please, that was my own fault." "Perhaps I reacted hastily taking Emmeline out of school." "Pringles like to throw their weight around this community." "You might say I took Emmeline's expulsion as an attack on myself." "But, I thought you supported the general consensus?" "Please, don't lump me in with that lot." "Kingsport is a very insidious town." "I am grateful to you for your insights, Miss Shirley." "Emmeline may go." "Emmeline may go?" "Emmeline may go." "Thank you, sir." "I'm just dizzy with gratitude." "Sorry." "Miss Shirley." "Miss Shirley." "You and Emmeline hurry along." "The Pringles will be sharpening their knives." "Thank you." ""Forgive all evil toward me of all men, deed or device to hurt me." "Yea, I would not bear one heart unreconciled with mine when mine is cold," "I will not take Death's hand with any soil of hate or wrath or wrong about me. pass from it in the general peace of love."" "Thank you." "Thank you all so much for your, well, overwhelming support for this evening's benefit." "I would now like to introduce to you" "K.L.C.'s brilliant, young English professor, an individual who has overseen every last inch of this production and whose inspired direction has brought forth such magnificent performances from your daughters:" "Miss Anne Shirley." "Thank you." "Miss Shirley, on behalf of the Kings County Board of Education, it gives me very great pleasure to present you with this check, the proceeds of this evening's exciting events, made out to the Kingsport Ladies' College," "in the amount of $2500." "Thank you, ladies and gentlemen." "It would be impossible for me to speak without having by my side the three other energetic supporters of tonight's events:" "Miss Kerr, Miss McKay, and especially our beloved principal, Miss Katherine Brooke who all worked so tirelessly on this production." "It was with great trepidation that I began my year here at Kingsport Ladies' College, and I owe an enormous debt of gratitude to my fellow teachers and to the parents of my students who all tried to make me feel so at home during my first few weeks in Kingsport." "I have grown to love and respect all of our girls at K.L.C., and have found many kindred spirits among them." "If we have opened your hearts this evening and entertained you even a little, we have succeeded." "Thank you all for your very fine support." "Thank you." "I can't thank you enough for what you've done for my Myra." "She's got along better this term than she has in a long time." "She's a joy to teach." "Thank you." "I just hope they all realize what a jewel you are, my dear." "I know some of the other Pringles have been abominable, but I don't care what they say;" "You can board with me next term." "Thank you for the invitation." "I had a teacher just like you when I was a girl." "You brought back so many memories." "Congratulations." "Thank you for your fine support." "Papa, what did you think?" "Emmeline, you were an angel." "You stole away everyone's heart including mine." "Come back to Earth now, for a while." "It all seems like a dream." "Well, I'm glad you enjoyed it." "Emmeline!" "Oh, you were wonderful." "Thank you." "It looks like you've single-handedly routed the entire Pringle clan." "Well, let's just say that the winds of persecution have blown over." "Thank you, sir." "This has meant a great deal to me." "I'll never forget it as long as I live." "Nor will I." "Good night, Emmeline." "Miss Shirley, I'd like you to go on tutoring my daughter, so she'll be caught up when she returns to college next term." "I'm prepared to make it worth your while." "Only if you put my wages back into supporting the college." "You're asking me to renegotiate?" "Yes." "You have a deal." "Thank you." "Good night, Emmeline." "Good night." "Good night." "Miss Brooke generously left the light on for us." "She must be in a good mood. [Laughs]" "Settle down." "I'll be along shortly to tuck you girls in." "Isn't that ring around the moon enchanting?" "I've seen a good many moons in my time." "You haven't seen this one." "Sit down." "Let's let it just soak into our souls." "Wasn't it a marvelous evening?" "Don't make a fool out of yourself, please." "It was thought in ancient times, that when a man and a woman sat under such a moon, they would be bonded together in love for eternity." "Love..." "If I died tomorrow, not one living soul would miss me." "What is it you want, Anne Shirley?" "To be your friend." "I don't have friends." "I don't have your notable gift for doing the queen act, always saying the right thing to everyone." "You say you like people to be frank." "Well, I'm going to be frank." "It's your own fault that no one likes you." "Katherine Brooke, you are all prickles and stings." "I know I'm not social and people hate me." "Do you think it doesn't hurt that I'm always neglected and overlooked at social functions?" "I'm sorry." "I've never been able to swallow all the snubs and pokes I've received here in my life." "I remember every single one." "For fifteen years, I had to endure relatives who cared as little for me as my dead parents." "I've lived in third-rate boarding houses that froze in winter and stank in summer." "I've worn their cast-off clothes." "Fortunately, I had brains." "I made it through college and I paid them back every cent." "Oh, yes, I'm independent now." "The truth is I hate teaching." "But, there's nothing else that I can do." "Look at you, little messenger of optimism." "But how long will it last?" "Five, maybe ten years before you wither inside of this endless monotony?" "Prepare to join ranks of cold, uninteresting spinsters who have chosen a professional career, Anne Shirley." ""...and in particular the performance of Emmeline Harris, who was so convincing in the role of the young queen." "The audience was so unexpectedly moved, it is our opinion that this proficient group of young actresses must establish a permanent dramatic society." "The Kingsport Examiner eagerly awaits their next production." "And on that note of praise, I hope you all perform as triumphantly in your term exam next Friday." "[Laughs]" "Class dismissed." "Emmeline." "I'd like to apologize for the... inconvenience I caused you, Miss Shirley." "We're all glad to see that your health has improved so quickly." "Yes, I think the doctor was overly concerned." "I..." "I hope I may stay in the dramatic society, if you're going to continue." "Well, we couldn't do without you." "Thank you, Miss Shirley." "Oh, my mother wants to know if you'd like to help on the annual hospital bizarre, if you have the time." "Tell your mother I'd be flattered." "Good afternoon, girls." "Anne!" "Hello." "The board was totally enthralled." "Better than that, they were absolutely floored when they received Capt. Harris' check." "They want to renew your contract for five years." "Five years?" "I'm not sure I can last that long." "Well, I think that you ought to write a book about it." "Oh, Miss Brooke, isn't it wonderful?" "Authors are such kittle kattle." "I wouldn't trust your description of any of us." "Here." "These came for you." "Thank you." ""Thank you, again." "I would like to return the favor." "I'd be pleased to have you escort my family for a short visit to Boston when I return in a month."" "Sincerely, Morgan Harris."" "Oh, they're beautiful!" "Pauline Harris, you don't know if you're coming or going, girl." "Move that hat box." "Not up there, girl, you'll brain me." "It's not safe up there, either." "Put it back, girl." "Lower the blind." "It needs to be just about one inch lower." "Oh, Pauline." "Pauline, now you've done it." "Oh, all that light makes my headache worse." "Sorry, mama." "Oh, you've got your color back, Mrs. Harris." "You must be feeling better." "I am completely worn out with all the worry, and the motion sickness;" "my stomach is dropping out, thank you." "Why I ever listened to you and came on this trip in the first place" "Now, now, we're almost there." "Perhaps you'd like some lunch, Pauline?" "We are not hungry." "Can they make a decent cup of tea on this contraption?" "I'd rather drink mud than the tea that some people make." "Yes, Mrs. Harris." "I'll see what I can procure." "And see that they wash the cup out properly." "I don't mean to be of trouble to anyone, but from the way I'm feeling," "I don't think I shall be here much longer." "Then perhaps you'll all appreciate me." "Poor Aunt Pauline." "Oh, well, grandmama will sleep for days once we get there." "I can hardly wait to see papa's new house." "I've only ever heard of how wonderful it is." "I have a feeling we're all here on approval." "Papa thinks very highly of you, Miss Shirley." "He said so." "How is mother?" "She allowed us to order her a cup of tea." "However, she is throwing out complaints at the speed of this train." "If we like your new house in Boston, papa, can Miss Shirley and I stay with you?" "Hmm, I don't know if Boston is large enough for two sophisticated ladies." "Going from Avonlea to Kingsport was an adventure, Captain." "I assure you this will be an epoch in my life." "Oh, I am sure you and Boston will make quiet and impression on each other." "If I can remember not to look as backward as I feel." "All this moving about." "All this rushing." "Nobody cares what I suffer." "Mother." "So this is what you have been wasting all my money on, Morgan Harris?" "And I didn't invite you all the way to Boston to carry on like this." "It isn't fair, Morgan." "It simply isn't fair." "The child has got to come back and live with you." "I can't afford the expenses." "And I simply can't stand the plight." "And Pauline has quite enough to do" "Oh, I don't mind, mama." "Please don't contradict me." "Don't be so demanding." "She's back in school." "Besides, I thought you enjoyed having her with you." "I'm 79 years of age, my boy, and I can't be bothered with the child." "You've got this enormous house." "It all comes out of your father's estate," "I have every right to be demanding." "Why don't you get married again?" "I haven't the temperament for it." "I suppose no one would take you." "Mind your own business, mother." "Of course, I realize my opinions don't matter any longer." "I might just as well be dead." "Then you can have the rest of the money." "Please, don't say that, mama." "I will say it!" "You're two ungrateful children." "How many times have I sat up at night, nursing you, when you were little?" "Sometimes I thought you'd never live to see the dawn." "A mother's sacrifices are soon forgotten." "Mama, please come to bed." "It's just the strain of being in un" "Saints above, Pauline!" "Will you keep out of this?" "Now, you listen to me, Morgan." "I am not going to bed until you give me a decisive answer." "Face up to your responsibilities and behave like a man." "All right!" "I shall look into making the arrangements as soon as I can." "Well that's better." "Good night." "Good night, Morgan." "You can't rely on that boy staying in the same mind for two minutes together." "He'll toss that child back in my lap, as sure as sure can be." "And what do you think of my son's lack of responsibility?" "I quite agree." "Good night, Miss Shirley." "Please, don't get up." "I just wanted to say what a lovely evening this has been, and to thank you for giving me such a wonderful opportunity." "I apologize for mother's behavior." "In her condition, sarcasm is her one relief." "Pringle nature, I suppose." "I'm surprised you've put up with all this Kingsport nonsense as well as you have." "Well, it has been a challenge, as well as a very good experience." "Oh, I desperately miss my Green Gables, though." "Watching the home lights flicker across the pond at night." "Marilla waiting for me on the veranda." "It probably sounds very foolish to you." "You can't escape your wholesome island upbringing." "It must feel very empty living in this vast house all alone." "Well, it's an investment, really." "I'm away so frequently." "What is it that keeps you away from Kingsport?" "Keeping occupied with the all- consuming problems of my business." "Running away?" "No." "Perhaps holding out for a reason to return." "Well, I hope you found one." "I'm very grateful to you for all your hospitality." "Well, I'm very grateful to you..." "for the pleasure of such high spirits." "Good night." "Good night, Morgan Harris." "Anne Shirley." "I hope we shall see you often when I return to Kingsport." "Do you think this makes me look older, papa?" "Oh, yes, Emmeline." "We can't make up our minds which of these hats looks more sophisticated." "Neither can I. We'll take all of them." "Papa!" "We can manage that." "Here she is, great lady of the West Indies." "She's magnificent." "What does "mistral" mean, papa?" "It means a rough, cold wind." "Oh, no, Captain." "It should be christened after a delicious, perfumed wind, like a zephyr." "Then I shall name the next one The Zephyr in your honor." ""..." "And the excursion to Boston all seems like a dream, somehow." "Emmeline, who has had such a forsaken life up till now, has blossomed, and I feel Capt. Harris now recognizes the treasure he didn't know he possessed." "I am a little weary of living out of a trunk, though, and I long to feel the summer loveliness of home." "I miss you both so very much." "With all my heart, Anne."" "She's plain worn out, if you ask me, Marilla." "I'm not surprised." "The way girls roam the Earth now is something terrible." "It reminds me of Satan in the book of Job: going to and fro, and walking up and down." "I don't think the Lord ever intended it." "What is to be, will be, Rachel." "And what isn't to be, sometimes happens." "Riches are all very well," "Marilla, but if Anne prefers the handsome unknown to Avonlea, well, there's nothing more to be said." "It's in the hands of Providence." ""I enjoyed your company in Boston." "I hope the term is continuing well in Kingsport and" "Emmeline is caught up now in her studies." "Thank you again." "Sincerely, Morgan Harris."" "Anne Shirley?" "What in heck are you doing here?" "Gil?" "You're the very last person I'd ever expected to meet out here on a day like this." "Uh, um... come on." "The Royal Academy of Physicians is convening here this weekend and I'm here as a delegate." "You must be proud of yourself." "Not as proud as I was of you when I read that clipping Miss Stacey sent me about the success of your play." "That's sweet of you, Gil." "It's so good to see you." "Oh, I was actually hoping we'd run into each other." "I wasn't sure whether you'd be happy to see me or not, so I" "Happy?" "I can't begin to express my happiness." "Let me look at you." "Ah, yes, do I look like a young medical student now?" "Not a bit; you can't fool me." "You're still the same incorrigible Gil." "Tell me all the Avonlea news." "Have you been back?" "Uh, no." "I've been spending most of my time with the Stuarts in Halifax." "Dr. Stuart's a very prominent surgeon" "It's he who arranged for me to attend as his delegate." "You see, Christine and I are engaged." "It's set for next summer." "I'm so happy for you, Gil." "I guess that's why I wanted to see you so much-- to apologize for being such a fool last summer." "No, I think I understand now what you meant." "I meant what I said, too." "I won't ever forget you." "You turned out as I always imagined you would." "Doesn't it seem like yesterday we off to Queens and vying for those scholarships?" "I suppose you've kept up your writing?" "Not really." "I've been busy, and, well, publishers aren't interested in those kinds of stories." "Well, I wouldn't give up all together." "You know, I always thought you should write about the Avonlea." "Change the name, of course, or Rachel Lynde would think she was the heroine." "Avonlea is the dearest place in the world." "But I don't think it's an interesting enough setting for a story." "Oh, I intend to take Christine back to the Island with me and set up my practice there." "Dr. Stuart has a lot of pull in Halifax and would like us to live there, but I don't want any hand-outs." "Besides, any other place just wouldn't seem like home to me." "No, of course." "The board of governors at the College just offered me a five-year contract." "Well, that's wonderful." "You certainly won your way into the hearts of this affluent, old town." "You won't be lonely." "I'll survive." "Well, I ought to go." "The train leaves at 5:30." "Oh, no, really?" "Oh, I, was going to mail this, but a note just isn't the same." "Thanks, Gil." "Good bye, Anne." "Good bye, Gil." "Don't forget me." "All aboard!" "Gil!" "Thank you!" "Good bye." "Good bye, Anne." "Miss Shirley, would you help us arrange all these garlands and buntings?" "This is a hopeless mess." "What's the matter, Mrs. Pringle?" "Not one of these nitwits has as much artistic ability as you have in your baby finger." "Ladies, I am putting Miss Shirley in charge here." "Let me see." "I suggest you gather it up in rosettes like this, and then we'll hang them with the festoons afterward." "We were all so impressed with your production at the college, Miss Shirley." "And to think how you've transformed Morgan Harris' little girl." "He's hardly had anything to do with the poor child since she was born." "Such a tragedy when his Adelaide died." "She was a rare beauty." "Old Mrs. Harris and Mother Pringle are first cousins, and I know how the Harrises have cut themselves off from everybody." "It was Morgan's fault that she ran away and left him." "Terrible reputation with the ladies." "They say Adelaide really died of a broken heart." "I'm sure he's felt so guilty all these years, that he can't stand the sight of the child." "More than likely, it's the old lady he can't stand." "Well, I know for a fact that he has been seeing Elvira Evans, standard oil fortune from Boston." "She has been staying for last two weeks at Maplehurst, or so my sister-in-law tells me." "You've gotten to know cousin Morgan, haven't you, Miss Shirley?" "Yes, we've met on several outings." "He's very charming." "We're going to give Miss Evans a tour of the old town, this afternoon, Emmeline." ""Dear Miss Shirley, Please accept our congratulations on your book entitled" "Avonlea Vignettes." "Enclosed is our check for $250 as advanced against our royalties."" "Anne!" "oh, hello." "Anne." "I was hoping to run into you." "We've missed having you back at Maplehurst." "I can imagine it must be very difficult for you to get away from your important guest." "Yes, yes it is." "But please let" "Don't apologize." "I do understand." "Good day, sir." "May I offer you a ride back to the College?" "No, thank you." "What's nagging you, Miss Shirley?" "You're behaving rather like a spinsterly old schoolmarm, don't you think?" "Perhaps that is because I am one." "I say that with admiration, meant as a compliment." "I'm a great proponent of independent thinking." "Moreover, I've always held that early marriage is a sure indication of second-rate goods that had to be sold in a hurry." "Wouldn't you agree?" "Well, you can be sure I am of the first-rate kind, Morgan Harris." "And I certainly have far greater ambition than marriage, oh, if that is what you're insinuating is "nagging" me." "I'm about to have a short work of fiction published." "I'm afraid it has me completely preoccupied." "Well, then, let me offer my congratulations." "Good day." "Anne." "Anne, I am sorry." "I ought not to have made such a back-handed invitation." "I've been meaning to ask mother to invite you back to Maplehurst." "How gracious of you." "But my schedule is so jam-packed, I'm sure I won't be able to squeeze it in." "I take it you'll attend the Hospital Benefit tomorrow evening?" "Yes, I'm working as a volunteer." "I shall look forward to seeing you there." "Would you do me the honor, Miss Shirley, of reserving me a waltz on your card?" "Of course." "I'd be please to, Morgan Harris..." "Thank you." "If I have a waltz space for you." "Well, what do you think?" "Oh, you look like a Gibson Magazine cover." "Perhaps some romantic artist will fall for you and ask to paint your picture." "Oh, Miss Shirley, I'm going to wear my hair just like that when I turn 18." "You darlings." "Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery." "Would you run along and see if my cab is here?" "Thank you." "My, my." "Going to London to visit the Queen, are we?" "Are you not capable of saying anything pleasant?" "No, I haven't your talent for pretending things." "You take my breath away with your compliment." "You always have some secret delight, don't you?" "Don't deceive yourself." "You'll never be one of them, despite your flaunting your string of pearls and making a spectacle of yourself." "Morgan Harris is a man of status and achievement." "And you, my dear, are nothing better than a teacher." "I don't know what you mean." "But I honestly feel sorry for you, Katherine." "You shut out every spark of happiness around you." "I will not be poisoned by your bitterness." "You are good luck, Anne Shirley." "This is the largest number of tickets we've ever sold for the hospital." "Well, I enjoy helping out in any which way I can, Mrs. Pringle." "Don't get stuck behind that table all night." "Be sure to get a dance." "I will." "You took the teachers' course at Queen's." "Shirley, isn't it?" "Anne Shirley, yes." "Lewis Allen." "I remember, you won the Avery Scholarship and Gilbert Blythe won the gold medal." "Yes, that's right." "Pleased to know you." "What do you do now, Lewis?" "I am the principal of Richmond Public School." "Not the most adventurous place in the world, but, uh, I've done alright for myself, compared to a lot of others from Queens." "Do you dance as well as you boast?" "Better." "Morgan Harris certainly upstaged the Pringles with that Evans woman." "They say she's a perfect cat." "Worth millions, though." "I've never." "And believe me, it will take all his gold to gild a pill like her." "It's a match of adjoining bank accounts, to be sure." "Good evening, sir." "Or rather, good night." "Good night?" "You promised me a waltz." "I'm sorry, my card was full all evening." "You needn't feel obligated to patronize a local school teacher." "I'm sure you've paid handsomely for your ticket." "Wait a moment." "Let me explain" "Please, don't spoil the evening for your guest by causing a scene." "Anne!" "Where are you going?" "I'm quite exhausted." "Please, don't complicate matters by making excuses." "Elvira Evans is a business associate." "For the past year I have been liquidating the last of her father's shipping estate" "Bringing her to Maplehurst was a gesture of hospitality, the conclusion of a lengthy transaction." "I know when I am being conveniently excluded." "It isn't that at all!" "Be reasonable!" "Why should I?" "I have no ulterior motives." "You're right." "You're as fickle- minded as a breeze!" "We all go on about you." "Even mother." "She absolutely adores you." "Under the circumstances, how could I have invited you this evening?" "I certainly wasn't fishing for an invitation." "Perhaps it's my wholesome island upbringing, but I have no intention of becoming fancy's fool." "I would like you to come back to Maplehurst." "Indeed, I don't know why." "As Emmeline's governess, perhaps?" "I'll save you the trouble of asking." "I won't lose you, Anne Shirley." "Let go of me." "Please, I would like" "Morgan Harris." "Oh, I'm awfully sorry, but you grabbed me." "I want to ask you to marry me." "What did you say?" "I'm in love with you." "You really mean that, don't you?" "My life on it." "I only know I could never bear to lose you." "Would you do me the honor of giving me your hand in marriage?" "Anne, what is it?" "I do care a great deal for you and Emmeline." "But I can't." "What do you mean?" "For five glorious seconds, I really thought perhaps I could marry you." "I used to dream of a moment like this." "But now..." "I can't describe it." "I need to go home." "We can go back for summer holidays." "Rent one of those big, old places on the gulf." "Not the same thing, is it?" "No." "Look at you." "You're out here without even your coat on; you'll catch your death." "Really, you should go back in." "I still have a waltz free." "Alright?" "Let's give those old ladies something to gossip about." "[Laughs]" "Come in." "Why, Mr. McGuiness, what is it?" "You must come quickly to Maplehurst, Miss." "Everyone's worried." "Mrs. Harris has kept silent all week." "Silent?" "Something must be dreadfully wrong." "She took a bad spell just after papa left." "Now she won't eat or drink." "And poor Aunt Pauline is beside herself to know what we should do." "Miss Shirley, thank Goodness you've come." "I'm afraid that she's slipping away and it's all my fault." "Isaac Kent wants me to marry him, practically." "He's asked me to join the Presbyterian Church Choir League." "Mama hates Isaac as much as she did 15 years ago when she set a bull terrier on him for coming around to see me." "I don't think she'll forgive me." "I'm so afraid she's going to die." "You must choose between them, Pauline." "Oh, I don't think I can live without him." "Don't be frightened now." "You must accept." "Oh, Miss Shirley." "ou've always been able to smooth things over with mama." "Please try to get her to forgive me." "Oh, it's you." "Mrs. Harris, please, hear me through patiently." "I'm always patient." "Very patient." "I want you to know, Pauline is greatly troubled." "She is of the opinion that she should accept Isaac Kent's hand in marriage." "I thought there was some foolishness between her and that ridiculous fellow." "In your heart, you must know it's the right thing to do." "The truth is, Pauline needs your forgiveness if she's ever going to be happy." "I advised her to be married and I beg of you to let her go." "If you've managed to get Pauline to accept that Isaac Kent, you've accomplished more than I thought was humanly possible." "At least I shan't have to climb down and tell him to take her." ""I withhold not my heart from any joy." That's Bible authority for you." ""And yet man is born unto trouble, as the sparks fly upwards."" "Job 5, verse 7." "Pauline!" "Come here, girl." "No one can deny Margaret Pringle Harris' place as a cornerstone of our community." "It is with great remorse that we turn her spirit over to her Master." "Though our hearts be troubled with this graveloss, we must remind ourselves of the fleetingness of our own lives, and that someday we shall rejoice with Margaret forever in the hereafter." "Amen." "Goodbye." "Thank you." "You're welcome." "We're going back to Boston, Miss Shirley." "Pauline has accepted Isaac Kent." "I've decided to sell Maplehurst." "How I shall miss you, Emme." "But we will see each other again soon." "And I promise you I won't ever forget you." "Just you mind that." "I will." "Good-bye, Miss Shirley." "There's no one in the whole world like you." "Please accept my condolences, Morgan." "Mother mentioned you before she went." "She was very keen on you." "She was never one to throw away a compliment." "That means a great deal to me." "Will you not reconsider?" "I'll miss you, Anne." "I hope you rent that big house on the gulf someday, because I'll miss you, too." "I haven't had a chance to thank you, Miss Brooke." "It's been such a rewarding year." "Don't be ridiculous, please." "Where will you be spending your summer holidays?" "Here in this fire trap." "Where did you suppose?" "Why stay if you don't like it?" "Why?" "Don't trouble yourself." "You've paid your lip service." "Now, good bye." "I shall see you next term." "I won't be coming back next term." "I've given my resignation to the board and to Miss Stacey." "I came here to ask you if you'd like to spend your holidays with me at Green Gables." "Unless you have somewhere else you're going." "An outburst of charity." "I'm hardly a candidate for that, yet." "Katherine Brooke, whether you know it or not, what you want is a darn good spanking." "It must have relieved you to say that." "It has." "I've wanted to say it to you for a very long time." "But I have asked you to come because the very idea of you spending the summer cooped up in here is indecent." "You asked me because you feel sorry for me." "I am sorry for you." "You shut out life, and now life is shutting you out." "Now are you coming or not?" "What would you say if I accepted?" "I'd say that's the first faint glimmer of common sense I've ever detected in you." "Alright, I accept." "Now you can go through the motions of telling me how delighted you are and how I'll have a wonderful time." "I am delighted." "But as to a wonderful time, that will depend entirely on you, Katherine." "The murder trials in this Boston paper my niece sent me are real interesting, Marilla." "Full of heathen, that place." "I hope Anne will never go there again." "Can you imagine that new minister going on about how he doesn't believe that all the heathen will be eternally lost?" "The idea!" "If they won't be, all the money we've been sending to the foreign missions will be completely wasted." "That's what." "I wouldn't fret if I were you, Rachel." "Goodness knows, the world is full of beggars and it's a pretty pass if we can't help out a fellow being in need, Christian or not." "Marilla Cuthbert!" "Don't you be buying any junk from those peddlers just to satisfy your conscience." "Oh, it's a ill wind that blows no good." "Come back here!" "You'll kill yourself running!" "I'm home, Marilla." "I'm home to stay." "Oh, blessed child, how I've missed you." "We were looking for you tomorrow." "How did you get from Bright River?" "I walked here, Marilla." "We left our luggage at the station." "I got homesick all at once and I wanted to show Katherine all my old haunts." "Welcome to Green Gables." "Thank you for having me, Miss Cuthbert." "Aren't these blossoms fragrant?" "Smell them, Marilla." "Drink them in." "Enough of that nonsense." "It's you I want to hear about, not drinking in blossoms." "You must be real tired, Katherine." "Come and have a cup of tea on the veranda." "Oh, let's go slowly, Marilla." "I've dreamt of this moment all year." "I want to soak it all in." "Not if Rachel has anything to do with it." "She'll want to spill out all the news of Avonlea." "Hello, Anne Shirley!" "I have so much to tell you." "There's so much going on in Avonlea." "Rachel, I have so much to tell you." "It's so good to see you again." "Rachel, this is Katherine Brooke." "This is Rachel Lynde." "How do you do?" "Pleased to meet you." "Come on in." "Green Gables never changes." "That's the beautiful thing about coming home, don't you think?" "Katherine?" "What's wrong?" "Can I help you?" "You can't understand." "Everything's always been so easy for you." "I'm caught in a trap." "I don't think I'm ever going to be able to get out." "You don't hate me any longer, do you?" "Oh, Anne." "Hate has got to be a disease with me." "I can never lead a normal life now." "Yes you can." "You'll be quite independent and free here." "When I was a little girl, I remember an old faded print on my uncle's wall, showing a string of camels around a desert with a palm spring." "I've always wanted to travel and see that place." "To see the Taj Mahal, the pillars of Karnak." "I want to know, not just believe, that the world is round." "But I can never do it on a teacher's salary." "I shall have to go on forever prating about discipline and the inexhaustible resources of the dominion." "I always wanted to be your friend, Katherine spelled with a "K."" "Underneath all your prickles, you really are a kindred spirit." "Does life never frighten you with its bleakness, Anne Shirley?" "This is the first place I've ever been to that feels like a real home." "Isn't he perfect?" "He's the most perfect baby I've ever seen, Diana." "Every baby is the sweetest and the best." "Before he came," "I wanted a girl so I could call her Anne." "But I wouldn't exchange baby Fred for a million girls." "If you had an Anne, you'd feel the same about her." "Would you like to hold the baby, Katherine?" "No." "No, I've never held a baby in my life." "Never held a baby?" "Don't be silly." "I'm afraid it'd go to pieces in my arms." "There you are!" "He's taken with you, Katherine." "It feels so good to see you dear folk again." "I want to hear all the Avonlea news." "I've grown a whole inch since you left and now that short Anthony Pye can't pick on me anymore." "Can't you think of any more interesting news than that, Minnie May?" "Did you know Gilbert Blythe was dying?" "Minnie May, hold your tongue." "What do you mean, Diana?" "We didn't mean to tell you so suddenly, Anne." "He took scarlet fever in mid-term." "He picked it up at the hospital in Halifax." "Terrible worn out with school, I expect." "They've got a trained nurse, and everything's been done." "I picked this up at the post office." "It's addressed to you." "My... my book!" "Well, don't sit there shaking like a leaf." "Open it." "Marilla, this can't be real." "They accepted my manuscript last February with a $250 advance." "Oh, you're a great one for secrets." "It's not a classic or a romance or anything important." "It's just a humorous book of stories I did about Avonlea in my spare time last fall." "Look." "But it's mine." "It's all mine." ""To Marilla and Matthew Cuthbert for their unfailing love and support, and for Gilbert, who inspired me with the idea in the first place."" "You do beat all, Anne." "Everyone will think I put you up to it." "Aw, it's awful good of you, especially considering Gilbert." "How sick is he really?" "It's been a bad case from the start." "No one's heard anything the past week." "He has the Blythe constitution in his favor, though." "If God wills it." "Marilla..." "There's a book of Revelations in everyone's life." "I've been so wrong." "If Gil were to-- ... not knowing how I really care." "Oh, there, there." "There, now." "What would I do without him?" "We can't change what God determines." "That's Jerry Buote." "Jerry Buote works for Mr. Blythe." "It must be a sign." "The worst would be more endurable than not knowing at all." "Jerry!" "Jerry!" "Jerry, wait!" "Jerry, do you know how Gilbert Blythe is doing?" "I think, I think he's bad." "The Blythes are all hoping he's going to get better." "I don't know." "The doctor figures, maybe he's going to have a close shave yet, though." "Will you ask Mr. Blythe to give him this for me?" "Come with me if you like." "Give it to him yourself." "Hello, Gil." "It's me." "I've come to ask you to go for one of our old-time rambles in the woods." "I wish I could go." "I brought you my book." "I've been published, Gil." "I wrote about Avonlea, just as you said I should, without any highfalutin mumbo-jumbo." "I've dedicated the inscription to Marilla and to Matthew," "And to you." "I was thinking of saving it as a wedding gift, and then I just decided I couldn't wait." "Anne, there's not going to be any wedding anymore." "You're going to get well, Gil." "I know you will." "I called it off." "It wouldn't have been fair to Christine." "There will never be anyone for me, but you." "Oh, Anne." "Summer has flown by so quickly." "A school teacher really is a slave of time." "I don't know how I'm ever going to go back." "Bend in the road." "There's no bend in my road." "Don't be silly." "There's always another bend in the road." "I can see it stretching straight out in front of me to the skyline." "Katherine, just look at you." "You're rosy and healthy." "And your hair looks so attractive like that, instead of all pulled back." "Besides, I happen to know of two eligible young men who've asked about you." "Really?" "They're going to be at the bonfire tonight." "Oh, I wouldn't know what to say to them." "Will you help me, Anne?" "They'll just laugh at me and think I'm an old gooseberry." "You give yourself far too little credit, Katherine." "I wish I had your confidence." "I can believe almost anything in this Green Gables of yours." "Well, mine's full." "I'll be along." "I want make sure Marilla has three full bushels." "Hello, Anne." "Hello, Gil." "You're looking very robust." "Well, I guess I just made up my mind I wasn't going to let it lick me." "Care for a stroll down the lane?" "I don't think there are going to be many more fine afternoons like this left in the summer." "I wish I could, but Katherine and I, we're off to Alice Penhallow's bonfire in an hour." "It's the first party I'm taking her to and she's very nervous." "How about I walk you across the pond?" "I was really afraid for you Gil, until we heard you were over the worst." "Oh, I was lucky, I suppose." "I'm not quite my old self yet." "By the time the term starts, I'll be in fine form." "I'm glad you came back when you did, Anne." "It meant a lot to me." "I finally read your book." "A fine piece of work." "I knew you could do it." "Publishers are already planning a second edition." "It was a long lesson to learn." "But you were right." "I'm not going back to Kingsport." "I'm going to stay here at Green Gables and write." "The private girls school was too rough on you, was it?" "No." "It's just that I went looking for my ideals outside of myself." "discovered it's not what the world holds for you, it's what you bring to it." "The dreams dearest to my heart are right here." "Well, I hope you keep on dreaming." "It will be three years before I finish medical school, and even then, there won't be any diamond sunbursts or marble halls." "I don't want any sunbursts or marble halls." "I just want you."