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Chapter XXXI. Where the Brook and River Meet

           SometimesIthinkI’llbeallright—andthenIgethorriblyafraid.We’vestudiedhardandMissStacyhasdrilledusthoroughly,butwemayn’tgetthroughforallthat.We’veeachgotastumblingblock.Mineisgeometryofcourse,andJane’sisLatin,andRubyandCharlie’sisalgebra,andJosie’sisarithmetic.MoodySpurgeonsayshefeelsitinhisbonesthatheisgoingtofailinEnglishhistory.MissStacyisgoingtogiveusexaminationsinJunejustashardaswe’llhaveattheEntranceandmarkusjustasstrictly,sowe’llhavesomeidea.Iwishitwasallover,Marilla.Ithauntsme.SometimesIwakeupinthenightandwonderwhatI’lldoifIdon’tpass.”

           “Why,gotoschoolnextyearandtryagain,”saidMarillaunconcernedly.

           “Oh,Idon’tbelieveI’dhavetheheartforit.Itwouldbesuchadisgracetofail,especiallyifGil—iftheotherspassed.AndIgetsonervousinanexaminationthatI’mlikelytomakeamessofit.IwishIhadnerveslikeJaneAndrews.Nothingrattlesher.”

           Annesighedand,dragginghereyesfromthewitcheriesofthespringworld,thebeckoningdayofbreezeandblue,andthegreenthingsupspringinginthegarden,buriedherselfresolutelyinherbook.Therewouldbeothersprings,butifshedidnotsucceedinpassingtheEntrance,Annefeltconvincedthatshewouldneverrecoversufficientlytoenjoythem.

           

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