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1"She'll be able to come home often," comforted Matthew, to whom Anne was as yet and always would be the little, eager
2girl he had brought home from Bright River on that June evening four years before. "The branch railroad will be built to
3Carmody by that time." "It won't be the same thing as having her here all the time," sighed Marilla gloomily, determined
4to enjoy her luxury of grief uncomforted. "But there--men can't understand these things!" There were other changes in
5Anne no less real than the physical change. For one thing, she became much quieter. Perhaps she thought all the more and
6dreamed as much as ever, but she certainly talked less. Marilla noticed and commented on this also. "You don't chatter
7half as much as you used to, Anne, nor use half as many big words. What has come over you?" Anne colored and laughed a
8little, as she dropped her book and looked dreamily out of the window, where big fat red buds were bursting out on the
9creeper in response to the lure of the spring sunshine. "I don't know--I don't want to talk as much," she said, denting
10her chin thoughtfully with her forefinger. "It's nicer to think dear, pretty thoughts and keep them in one's heart, like
11treasures. I don't like to have them laughed at or wondered over. And somehow I don't want to use big words any more.
12It's almost a pity, isn't it, now that I'm really growing big enough to say them if I did want to. It's fun to be almost
13grown up in some ways, but it's not the kind of fun I expected, Marilla. There's so much to learn and do and think that
14there isn't time for big words. Besides, Miss Stacy says the short ones are much stronger and better. She makes us write
15all our essays as simply as possible. It was hard at first. I was so used to crowding in all the fine big words I could
16think of--and I thought of any number of them. But I've got used to it now and I see it's so much better." "What has
17become of your story club? I haven't heard you speak of it for a long time." "The story club isn't in existence any
18longer. We hadn't time for it--and anyhow I think we had got tired of it. It was silly to be writing about love and
19murder and elopements and mysteries. Miss Stacy sometimes has us write a story for training in composition, but she
20won't let us write anything but what might happen in Avonlea in our own lives, and she criticizes it very sharply and
21makes us criticize our own too. I never thought my compositions had so many faults until I began to look for them
22myself. I felt so ashamed I wanted to give up altogether, but Miss Stacy said I could learn to write well if I only
23trained myself to be my own severest critic. And so I am trying to." "You've only two more months before the Entrance,"
24said Marilla. "Do you think you'll be able to get through?" Anne shivered. "I don't know. Sometimes I think I'll be all
25right--and then I get horribly afraid. We've studied hard and Miss Stacy has drilled us thoroughly, but we mayn't get
26through for all that. We've each got a stumbling block. Mine is geometry of course, and Jane's is Latin, and Ruby and
27Charlie's is algebra, and Josie's is arithmetic. Moody Spurgeon says he feels it in his bones that he is going to fail
28in English history. Miss Stacy is going to give us examinations in June just as hard as we'll have at the Entrance and
29mark us just as strictly, so we'll have some idea. I wish it was all over, Marilla. It haunts me. Sometimes I wake up in
30the night and wonder what I'll do if I don't pass." "Why, go to school next year and try again," said Marilla
31unconcernedly. "Oh, I don't believe I'd have the heart for it. It would be such a disgrace to fail, especially if
32Gil--if the others passed. And I get so nervous in an examination that I'm likely to make a mess of it. I wish I had
33nerves like Jane Andrews. Nothing rattles her." Anne sighed and, dragging her eyes from the witcheries of the spring
34world, the beckoning day of breeze and blue, and the green things upspringing in the garden, buried herself resolutely
35in her book. There would be other springs, but if she did not succeed in passing the Entrance, Anne felt convinced that
36she would never recover sufficiently to enjoy them.
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