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Updated: June 9, 2025
The slim Rilla of four years ago had rounded out into symmetry. He had left a school girl, and he found a woman a woman with wonderful eyes and a dented lip, and rose-bloom cheek a woman altogether beautiful and desirable the woman of his dreams. "Is it Rilla-my-Rilla?" he asked, meaningly. Emotion shook Rilla from head to foot.
Who was it? She ought to know him there was certainly something very familiar about him "Rilla-my-Rilla," he said. "Ken," gasped Rilla. Of course, it was Ken but he looked so much older he was so much changed that scar the lines about his eyes and lips her thoughts went whirling helplessly. Ken took the uncertain hand she held out, and looked at her.
It was the first time Rilla had ever been kissed. She thought perhaps she ought to resent it but she didn't. Instead, she glanced timidly into Kenneth's seeking eyes and her glance was a kiss. "Rilla-my-Rilla," said Ken, "will you promise that you won't let anyone else kiss you until I come back?" "Yes," said Rilla, trembling and thrilling. Susan was turning round.
Look at those old hills around us the hills we looked up at as children, wondering what lay for us in the great world beyond them. How calm and strong they are how patient and changeless like the heart of a good woman. Rilla-my-Rilla, do you know what you have been to me the past year? I want to tell you before I go.
I wanted to get out of the world where such a thing could happen shake its accursed dust from my feet for ever. Then I knew I had to go." "There are plenty without you." "That isn't the point, Rilla-my-Rilla. I'm going for my own sake to save my soul alive. It will shrink to something small and mean and lifeless if I don't go.
Why couldn't they have called her by her first name, Bertha, which was beautiful and dignified, instead of that silly "Rilla"? She did not mind Walter's version, but nobody else was allowed to call her that, except Miss Oliver now and then. "Rilla-my-Rilla" in Walter's musical voice sounded very beautiful to her like the lilt and ripple of some silvery brook.
Rilla loved Walter with all her heart. He never teased her as Jem and Shirley did. He never called her "Spider." His pet name for her was "Rilla-my-Rilla" a little pun on her real name, Marilla. She had been named after Aunt Marilla of Green Gables, but Aunt Marilla had died before Rilla was old enough to know her very well, and Rilla detested the name as being horribly old-fashioned and prim.
Tomorrow, when we go over the top I'll think of you both of your laughter, Rilla-my-Rilla, and the steadfastness in Una's blue eyes somehow I see those eyes very plainly tonight, too. Yes, you'll both keep faith I'm sure of that you and Una. And so goodnight. We go over the top at dawn." Rilla read her letter over many times.
Everything had turned to dust and ashes. And he had called her "Rilla-my-Rilla" not "Spider" or "Kid" or "Puss," as he had been used to call her when he took any notice whatever of her. She did not at all resent his using Walter's pet name for her; it sounded beautifully in his low caressing tones, with just the faintest suggestion of emphasis on the "my."
There would always be such horrible things to remember things that would make life ugly and painful always for me. I could never forget them. But whether it's life or death, I'm not afraid, Rilla-my-Rilla, and I am not sorry that I came. I'm satisfied.
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