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Gilbert Speaks

           ButgrasswasgrowinggreeninshelteredspotsandGilberthadfoundsomepale,sweetarbutusinahiddencorner.Hecameupfromthepark,hishandsfullofit.

           Annewassittingonthebiggrayboulderintheorchardlookingatthepoemofabare,birchenboughhangingagainstthepaleredsunsetwiththeveryperfectionofgrace.ShewasbuildingacastleinairawondrousmansionwhosesunlitcourtsandstatelyhallsweresteepedinAraby’sperfume,andwhereshereignedqueenandchatelaine.ShefrownedasshesawGilbertcomingthroughtheorchard.OflateshehadmanagednottobeleftalonewithGilbert.Buthehadcaughtherfairlynow;andevenRustyhaddesertedher.

           GilbertsatdownbesideherontheboulderandheldouthisMayflowers.

           “Don’ttheseremindyouofhomeandouroldschooldaypicnics,Anne?”

           Annetookthemandburiedherfaceinthem.

           “I’minMr.SilasSloane’sbarrensthisveryminute,”shesaidrapturously.

           “Isupposeyouwillbethereinrealityinafewdays?”

           “No,notforafortnight.I’mgoingtovisitwithPhilinBolingbrokebeforeIgohome.You’llbeinAvonleabeforeIwill.”

           “No,IshallnotbeinAvonleaatallthissummer,Anne.I’vebeenofferedajobintheDailyNewsofficeandI’mgoingtotakeit.”

           “Oh,”saidAnnevaguely.ShewonderedwhatawholeAvonleasummerwouldbelikewithoutGilbert.Somehowshedidnotliketheprospect.“Well,”sheconcludedflatly,“itisagoodthingforyou,ofcourse.”

           “Yes,I’vebeenhopingIwouldgetit.Itwillhelpmeoutnextyear.

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