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1THE next afternoon Anne, bending over her patchwork at the kitchen window, happened to glance out and beheld Diana down
2by the Dryad's Bubble beckoning mysteriously. In a trice Anne was out of the house and flying down to the hollow,
3astonishment and hope struggling in her expressive eyes. But the hope faded when she saw Diana's dejected countenance.
4"Your mother hasn't relented?" she gasped. Diana shook her head mournfully. "No; and oh, Anne, she says I'm never to
5play with you again. I've cried and cried and I told her it wasn't your fault, but it wasn't any use. I had ever such a
6time coaxing her to let me come down and say good-bye to you. She said I was only to stay ten minutes and she's timing
7me by the clock." "Ten minutes isn't very long to say an eternal farewell in," said Anne tearfully. "Oh, Diana, will you
8promise faithfully never to forget me, the friend of your youth, no matter what dearer friends may caress thee?" "Indeed
9I will," sobbed Diana, "and I'll never have another bosom friend--I don't want to have. I couldn't love anybody as I
10love you." "Oh, Diana," cried Anne, clasping her hands, "do you love me?" "Why, of course I do. Didn't you know that?"
11"No." Anne drew a long breath. "I thought you liked me of course but I never hoped you loved me. Why, Diana, I didn't
12think anybody could love me. Nobody ever has loved me since I can remember. Oh, this is wonderful! It's a ray of light
13which will forever shine on the darkness of a path severed from thee, Diana. Oh, just say it once again." "I love you
14devotedly, Anne," said Diana stanchly, "and I always will, you may be sure of that." "And I will always love thee,
15Diana," said Anne, solemnly extending her hand. "In the years to come thy memory will shine like a star over my lonely
16life, as that last story we read together says. Diana, wilt thou give me a lock of thy jet-black tresses in parting to
17treasure forevermore?" "Have you got anything to cut it with?" queried Diana, wiping away the tears which Anne's
18affecting accents had caused to flow afresh, and returning to practicalities. "Yes. I've got my patchwork scissors in my
19apron pocket fortunately," said Anne. She solemnly clipped one of Diana's curls. "Fare thee well, my beloved friend.
20Henceforth we must be as strangers though living side by side. But my heart will ever be faithful to thee." Anne stood
21and watched Diana out of sight, mournfully waving her hand to the latter whenever she turned to look back. Then she
22returned to the house, not a little consoled for the time being by this romantic parting. "It is all over," she informed
23Marilla. "I shall never have another friend. I'm really worse off than ever before, for I haven't Katie Maurice and
24Violetta now. And even if I had it wouldn't be the same. Somehow, little dream girls are not satisfying after a real
25friend. Diana and I had such an affecting farewell down by the spring. It will be sacred in my memory forever. I used
26the most pathetic language I could think of and said 'thou' and 'thee.' 'Thou' and 'thee' seem so much more romantic
27than 'you.' Diana gave me a lock of her hair and I'm going to sew it up in a little bag and wear it around my neck all
28my life. Please see that it is buried with me, for I don't believe I'll live very long. Perhaps when she sees me lying
29cold and dead before her Mrs. Barry may feel remorse for what she has done and will let Diana come to my funeral." "I
30don't think there is much fear of your dying of grief as long as you can talk, Anne," said Marilla unsympathetically.
31The following Monday Anne surprised Marilla by coming down from her room with her basket of books on her arm and hip and
32her lips primmed up into a line of determination. "I'm going back to school," she announced. "That is all there is left
33in life for me, now that my friend has been ruthlessly torn from me. In school I can look at her and muse over days
34departed." "You'd better muse over your lessons and sums," said Marilla, concealing her delight at this development of
35the situation. "If you're going back to school I hope we'll hear no more of breaking slates over people's heads and such
36carryings on. Behave yourself and do just what your teacher tells you." "I'll try to be a model pupil," agreed Anne
37dolefully. "There won't be much fun in it, I expect. Mr. Phillips said Minnie Andrews was a model pupil and there isn't
38a spark of imagination or life in her. She is just dull and poky and never seems to have a good time. But I feel so
39depressed that perhaps it will come easy to me now. I'm going round by the road. I couldn't bear to go by the Birch Path
40all alone. I should weep bitter tears if I did." Anne was welcomed back to school with open arms. Her imagination had
41been sorely missed in games, her voice in the singing and her dramatic ability in the perusal aloud of books at dinner
42hour. Ruby Gillis smuggled three blue plums over to her during testament reading; Ella May MacPherson gave her an
43enormous yellow pansy cut from the covers of a floral catalogue--a species of desk decoration much prized in Avonlea
44school. Sophia Sloane offered to teach her a perfectly elegant new pattern of knit lace, so nice for trimming aprons.
45Katie Boulter gave her a perfume bottle to keep slate water in, and Julia Bell copied carefully on a piece of pale pink
46paper scalloped on the edges the following effusion: "TO ANNE "When twilight drops her curtain down And pins it with a
47star Remember that you have a friend Though she may wander far." "It's so nice to be appreciated," sighed Anne
48rapturously to Marilla that night. The girls were not the only scholars who "appreciated" her. When Anne went to her
49seat after dinner hour--she had been told by Mr. Phillips to sit with the model Minnie Andrews--she found on her desk a
50big luscious "strawberry apple." Anne caught it up all ready to take a bite when she remembered that the only place in
51Avonlea where strawberry apples grew was in the old Blythe orchard on the other side of the Lake of Shining Waters. Anne
52dropped the apple as if it were a red-hot coal and ostentatiously wiped her fingers on her handkerchief. The apple lay
53untouched on her desk until the next morning, when little Timothy Andrews, who swept the school and kindled the fire,
54annexed it as one of his perquisites. Charlie Sloane's slate pencil, gorgeously bedizened with striped red and yellow
55paper, costing two cents where ordinary pencils cost only one, which he sent up to her after dinner hour, met with a
56more favorable reception. Anne was graciously pleased to accept it and rewarded the donor with a smile which exalted
57that infatuated youth straightway into the seventh heaven of delight and caused him to make such fearful errors in his
58dictation that Mr. Phillips kept him in after school to rewrite it. But as, The Cæsar's pageant shorn of Brutus' bust
59Did but of Rome's best son remind her more, so the marked absence of any tribute or recognition from Diana Barry who was
60sitting with Gertie Pye embittered Anne's little triumph. "Diana might just have smiled at me once, I think," she
61mourned to Marilla that night. But the next morning a note most fearfully and wonderfully twisted and folded, and a
62small parcel were passed across to Anne. "Dear Anne, ran the former, "Mother says I'm not to play with you or talk to
63you even in school. It isn't my fault and don't be cross at me, because I love you as much as ever. I miss you awfully
64to tell all my secrets to and I don't like Gertie Pye one bit. I made you one of the new bookmarkers out of red tissue
65paper. They are awfully fashionable now and only three girls in school know how to make them. When you look at it
66remember Your true friend, Diana Barry. Anne read the note, kissed the bookmark, and dispatched a prompt reply back to
67the other side of the school. My own darling Diana:--
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