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I've applied for the school here but I don't expect to get it for I understand the trustees have promised it to Gilbert Blythe. But I can have the Carmody school Mr. Blair told me so last night at the store. Of course that won't be quite as nice or convenient as if I had the Avonlea school. But I can board home and drive myself over to Carmody and back, in the warm weather at least.
Miss Lavendar had changed so little that the three years since her last Island visit might have been a watch in the night; but Anne gasped with amazement over Paul. Could this splendid six feet of manhood be the little Paul of Avonlea schooldays? "You really make me feel old, Paul," said Anne. "Why, I have to look up to you!" "You'll never grow old, Teacher," said Paul.
"Marilla," she demanded presently, "do you think that I shall ever have a bosom friend in Avonlea?" "A a what kind of friend?" "A bosom friend an intimate friend, you know a really kindred spirit to whom I can confide my inmost soul. I've dreamed of meeting her all my life.
From James, in the barnyard, he learned that Malcolm and Ralph had driven to the harbor, that Margaret and Mrs. James had gone to call on friends in Avonlea, and that Edith was walking somewhere in the woods on the hill. There was nobody in the house except Aunt Isabel and the teacher. "You'd better wait and stay the evening," said James, indifferently. "They'll all be back soon."
Did he make much of a rumpus?" Anne and Marilla furtively exchanged amused smiles. Few things in Avonlea ever escaped Mrs. Lynde. It was only that morning Anne had said, "If you went to your own room at midnight, locked the door, pulled down the blind, and SNEEZED, Mrs. Lynde would ask you the next day how your cold was!" "I believe he did," admitted Marilla. "I was away.
She was not going to be contradicted by anybody, least of all a Bell from Avonlea. "He has been a failure since the time he was born. He is the first Monroe to disgrace the old stock that way. I'm sure his brothers and sisters must be dreadfully ashamed of him. He has lived sixty years and he hasn't done a thing worth while. He can't even make his farm pay.
Pye, alone, smarting from snub, ventured to ejaculate, "Pity save us!" as Sara slammed the door. For the next fortnight gossip and rumor held high carnival in Avonlea and Newbridge, and Mrs. Eben grew to dread the sight of a visitor. "They're bound to talk about the Baxter failure and criticize Lige," she deplored to Mrs. Jonas. "And it riles Sara up so terrible.
Everybody, young and old, in Avonlea calls me Marilla except the minister. He says Miss Cuthbert when he thinks of it." "I'd love to call you Aunt Marilla," said Anne wistfully. "I've never had an aunt or any relation at all not even a grandmother. It would make me feel as if I really belonged to you. Can't I call you Aunt Marilla?" "No.
They were late, and a great stillness was over all the land. David Bell never spoke. All his usual cheerful talkativeness had disappeared since the revival meetings had begun in Avonlea. From the first he had gone about as a man over whom some strange doom is impending, seemingly oblivious to all that might be said or thought of him in his own family or in the church.
"What nonsense you do talk, Anne," laughed Diana. "You'll marry somebody splendid and handsome and rich and no spare room in Avonlea will be half gorgeous enough for you and you'll turn up your nose at all the friends of your youth." "That would be a pity; my nose is quite nice, but I fear turning it up would spoil it," said Anne, patting that shapely organ.
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