01x23 - I Have Learned to Look upon Each Little Hindrance as a Jest and Each Great One as the Foreshadowing of Victory

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Anne: My last year at Redmond has begun.

Anne: We fought for graduation honors,

Anne: poring over classics

Anne: and pounding away at mathematics.

Anne: Sometimes we grew tired. Sometimes we felt discouraged.

Anne: Come in.

Stella: Oh, I've had enough!

Stella: Nothing seems worthwhile.

Stella: What are you laughing over?

Anne: Just looking over some old Story Club yarns.

Anne: I wanted some relief,so I dug these out of my trunk.

Anne: They are so drenched in tears and tragedy that they are excruciatingly funny.

Stella: I'm blue and discouraged myself.

Stella: But there's nothing funny about it.

Stella: What is the use of living after all, Anne?

Anne: You should read this.

Stella: "My Graves"?

Anne: My masterpiece.

Anne: Mr. Harrison would say it's about people I don't know in places I know no better.

Anne: Phil would say it's k*lling—in more sense than one,

Anne: for nobody in it can escape being m*rder*d or else dying of a broken heart.

Anne: Doesn't it make you laugh?

Anne: I'm sure I wanted to wax sentimental.

Anne: Although I was surrounded by dear things whether I shed tears or not.

Anne: I see that now.

Anne: What's this?

Anne: Oh, yes. I remember.

Anne: It's a little dialogue in a garden blooming with asters and sweet-peas,

Anne: between a visiting wild canary and the guardian spirit of the place.

Anne: I recall the day I wrote it.

Anne: I fell through the roof of the Cobb duck house on Tory Road.

Anne: Marilla scolded me something fierce.

Anne: I believe I will.

Chapter

I Have Learned to Look uponEach Little Hindrance as a Jestand Each Great One as theForeshadowing of Victory

Philippa: Thank you.

Philippa: Three for Stella.

Philippa: Two for Prissy.

Priscilla: Thank you.

Philippa: Here is a letter with an Indian stamp for you, Aunt Jimsie.

Priscilla: Who could be writing from India?

Stella: One of Auntie's three devotees, no doubt.

Philippa: There's nothing for you, Anne, except a circular.

Philippa: And this glorious fat one is for me from Jonas.

Philippa: Honey, what good thing has happened?

Anne: The Youth's Friend has accepted a little sketch I sent them a fortnight ago!

Philippa: Anne Shirley!

Philippa: When is it to be published? Did they pay you for it?

Anne: They've sent a check for ten dollars,

Anne: and the editor writes that he would like to see more of my work.

Philippa: What was it?

Anne: It was an old sketch set in Avonlea.

Anne: I rewrote it and sent it in, but I never really thought it could be accepted,

Anne: because it had no tragedy, romance, or even a plot.

Philippa: What are you going to do with that ten dollars?

Philippa: Let's all go up town and get drunk!

Stella: Oh, Phil.

Priscilla: Think of having a real live author at Patty's Place!

Jamesina: It's a great responsibility.

Priscilla: Indeed it is.

Priscilla: Authors are kittle cattle. You never know when or how they will break out.

Stella: Yes.

Stella: Anne may make copy of us.

Philippa; Priscilla: Oh, what a horrible thought!

Anne: I would never.

Jamesina: I meant that the ability to write forthe Press was a great responsibility.

Roy: That's marvelous.

Anne: But I've only had short pieces accepted yet.

Roy: I believe you have a God-given talent.

Anne: I don't know about that, but I mean to continue.

Anne: I'd like to write better stories.

Roy: I'm behind you.

Roy: I know you could become a great author.

Anne: Thank you.

Anne: Look at them mooning.

Roy: By the way, shall you be home Saturday afternoon?

Anne: Y-Yes.

Roy: My mother and sisters are coming to call on you.

Anne: What?!

Roy: I'm sorry to spring this on you.

Anne: N-No,

Anne: I shall be glad to see them.

Philippa: Roy's mother is coming herself?

Philippa: Well, I suppose it was inevitable.

Philippa: Anyway, she must view you as a possible member of the clan.

Philippa: You'll be weighed in the balance, Anne.

Stella: Phil, is that any way to put it?

Anne: It's all right.

Anne: I shall not try to make a good impression.

Anne: I shall just be myself.

Anne: Tomorrow is Saturday.

Anne: What shall I wear to meet them?

Stella: This is Roy's mother, remember. You'd better dress good and proper.

Anne: You're probably right.

Jamesina: Stella, tidy up a bit.

Jamesina: The place looks a mess.

Stella: I can't help it.

Stella: I can't write so much as one page of a report any other way.

Anne: Should I do my hair up high, do you think?

Priscilla: There! That's the chocolate cake done!

Jamesina: My, but that does look good.

Priscilla: Come on, Anne.Stop brooding and come to tea.

Anne: All right.

Philippa: That smells divine.

Priscilla: Doesn't it?

Priscilla: And here I spent half a day baking it!

Philippa: Don't worry. It's still edible.

Philippa: Anne, get a dishcloth from the kitchen.

Anne: All right.

Philippa: Would you answer that, Stella?

Philippa: It must be the new hat I ordered.

Stella: Then you answer it.

Stella: I'm at an important part.

Philippa: Oh, fine, then.

Philippa: Thank you for—

Gardner: Is this Patty's Place?

Philippa: Yes.

Gardner: My name is Gardner.

Philippa: M-Mrs. Gardner?

Gardner: Is Miss Anne Shirley at home?

Philippa: J-Just one moment.

Philippa: W-We have an emergency!It's Mrs. Gardner.

Anne; Priscilla; Stella: What?!

Priscilla: Wasn't she coming tomorrow?!

Anne: Mrs. Gardner?!

Philippa: Don't ask me!

Philippa: Anyway, she's here now!

Philippa: Anne, hurry and change clothes.

Philippa: Stella, tidy up that mess!

Priscilla: What about the cake?

Philippa: Throw that dishcloth over it for now!

Philippa: Hello. So sorry to keep you waiting.

Philippa: My name is Philippa Gordon.

Philippa: I'm Anne Shirley's classmate.

Philippa: Roy has always been very kind to me.

Gardner: Well?

Gardner: Is Miss Anne Shirley at home?

Philippa: Yes, she'll be with us in a moment.

Philippa: Wh-Why, here she comes now!

Anne: I-It's a pleasure to meet you.

Anne: I'm Anne Shirley.

Anne: Welcome to Patty's Place.

Gardner: These are my daughters,Aline and Dorothy.

Dorothy: Pleased to meet you.

Anne: The pleasure is mine. I'm Anne.

Anne: What now? I must say something.

Anne: Um...

Aline: What rude creatures!

Anne: Joseph! Rusty!

Gardner: Miss Shirley.

Anne: Yes?

Gardner: You are...

Gardner: fond of cats?

Anne: Well, yes.

Gardner: I have never liked cats.

Anne: Y-You don't say.

Dorothy: I love them!

Dorothy: They are so nice and selfish.

Dorothy: Dogs are too good and unselfish.

Dorothy: But cats are gloriously human.

Gardner: You hold your tongue.

Aline: You have two delightful old china dogs there.

Aline: May I look at them closely?

Anne: Yes, go ahead.

Aline: What breed of dogs are they, I wonder.

Anne: I c-couldn't say.

Aline: Here, now!

Aline: Stop that!

Dorothy: Aline! Are you hurt?

Aline: Really, is it any wonder I detest cats?!

Gardner: Tell me, Miss Shirley.

Anne: Y-Yes?

Gardner: What are your intentions concerning my son?

Gardner: If—

Dorothy: My.

Gardner: Well then, if you will excuse us.

Anne: Please, take care.

Dorothy: Anne!

Dorothy: Roy has told me all about you.

Dorothy: I'm the only one of the family he tells things to.

Dorothy: Nobody could confide in mamma and Aline, you know.

Dorothy: I know you and I are going to be chums.

Anne: Yes. Thank you, Dorothy.

Dorothy: What glorious times you girls must have here!

Dorothy: Won't you let me come often and have a share in them?

Anne: Of course.

Anne: Come as often as you like.

Jamesina: People who send word they are coming on Saturday shouldn't come on Friday.

Philippa: Where is Anne?

Stella: Upstairs.

Anne: Dorothy...

Anne: is a really cheerful dear.

Anne: Aline...

Anne: will never like me. That much is certain.

Anne: And Mrs. Gardner...

Anne: Still, Rusty and Joseph, what a welcome you gave them.

Roy: How were your examinations?

Anne: I've done all that I can.

Anne: All that remains is toawait the results.

Roy: Don't worry. I know you'll do well.

Anne: Thank you.

Roy: I can see it now.

Roy: If it's about the visit, I told you it was to be Saturday.

Dorothy: I said the same thing, but mother insisted it was Friday.

Gardner: You always make out that I am to blame.

Gardner: I suppose you resent me for making you accompany me to Europe.

Roy: Of course not.

Gardner: Oh, I do not feel well.

Gardner: I fear that I may take ill again.

Anne: Um...

Anne: I'm sorry that we weren't able to show you much hospitality the other day.

Anne: And the cats were too awful.

Anne: But I'm glad that you came on Friday.

Anne: If I had waited for you all until Saturday,

Anne: I know my heart would have been crushed under the strain.

Anne: Your coming rescued it.

Anne: Thank you.

Roy: Mother...

Roy: has been especially sensitive about many things since her illness.

Roy: She must have given you an awful time.

Anne: No, I hope you'll all come again, if you can bear it.

Anne: Roy really is like a prince in a story.

Anne: Gilbert never could be.

Anne: So why do I...

Anne: A few days later,the examination results were posted.

Anne; Philippa; Priscilla; Stella: Done at last!

Anne: Prissy took Honors in Classics, and Phil in Mathematics.

Anne: Stella obtained a good all-round showing.

Anne: I managed to take Highest Honors in English.

Priscilla: Do you realize that our life together is almost over?

Stella: Yes.

Philippa: We can always get together.

Anne: Yes. Let's look on the bright side of things.

Priscilla: It won't be so easy.

Priscilla: Phil will be Mrs. Blake once she graduates.

Stella: She'll be a minister's wife,

Stella: far too busy to spare time for us.

Philippa: Yes. I'll be a little candlestick to light Jonas's way.

Priscilla: And Roy will propose soon, won't he, Anne?

Anne: Will he? I wonder.

Priscilla: No doubt of it!

Priscilla: It will be rather lonesome.

Philippa: What are you moping for?

Anne: And the morning of Convocation...

Anne: Yes?

Jamesina: Good morning, Anne.

Jamesina: Delivery for you.

Roy: Dearest Anne,

Roy: No doubt your brilliance will dazzle my eyes on graduation day.

Roy: Royal Gardner.

Roy: That concludes my address.

Roy: Thank you all for listening.

Roy: I am Royal Gardner, speaking for the graduating class.

Chancellor: We anticipate your accomplishments.

Female Student: Thank you, sir.

Chancellor: Congratulations. We are proud of you,

Chancellor: Anne Shirley.

Anne: Thank you, sir.

Philippa: Gilbert sent you those lilies-of-the-valley, didn't he?

Philippa: I don't miss much in affairs of the heart.

Anne: Yes.

Philippa: Why?

Anne: I don't know myself. Only...

Philippa: Only what?

Anne: Gilbert and I have both pictured this since we were little.

Anne: The day on which we shall be capped and gowned graduates in Arts.

Philippa: Roy might be feeling hurt.

Anne: I'll explain it to him.

Anne: I don't want any misunderstands, and I plan to wear his flowers to the party.

Philippa: Yes, do that.

Philippa: I don't know what Gilbert was thinking, either.

Anne: Why?

Philippa: I heard his engagement to Christine is to be announced as soon as Convocation is over.

Philippa: Did you hear anything of it?

Anne: No.

Gilbert: Anne.

Gilbert: May I have a dance?

Anne: I'm sorry.

Anne: My card is full.

Gilbert: Well, that's that.

Gilbert: Some other time, then.

Anne: Yes.

Gilbert: Congratulations again on graduating. And on Highest Honors in English.

Anne: Thank you.

Anne: And you took High Honors in Classics and the Cooper Prize.

Anne: It hasn't been taken for five years!

Gilbert: Thank you.

Gilbert: Well then...

Christine: Gil, let's dance.

Gilbert: I'd love to.

Roy: Anne.

Anne: Roy.

Anne: You're angry, aren't you?

Roy: No, but I was surprised.

Anne: I'm sorry.

Roy: I never knew I was such a jealous person.

Roy: I'm frightened.

Roy: When I think of losing you...

Anne: The party went on late into the night,

Anne: but Gilbert and Christine's engagement was never announced.

Anne: Just imagine, this night week, I'll be in Avonlea.

Anne: Delightful thought!

Anne: But I'll be gone forever from Patty's Place, too.

Philippa: I wonder if the ghost of all our laughter

Philippa: will echo through the maiden dreams of Miss Patty and Miss Maria.

Anne: What nice times we've had here!

Anne: What chats and jokes and good, chummy jamborees!

Philippa: I'm to marry Jo in June and I know I will be rapturously happy.

Philippa: But just now I feel as if I wanted this lovely Redmond life to go on forever.

Anne: No matter what deeper joys may come to us later on

Anne: we'll never again havejust the same delightful,

Anne: irresponsible existence we've had here.

Anne: It's over forever, Phil.

Philippa: What are you going to do with Rusty?

Anne: Aunt Jamesina says she'll take him with the other cats.

Anne: I'm sorry to part with Rusty,

Anne: but Marilla detests cats, and I don't suppose I'll be at Green Gables very long.

Philippa: Why not?

Anne: I've been offered the principalship of the Summerside High School.

Philippa: My! Are you going to accept it?

Anne: I... I haven't decided yet.

Philippa: What a lovely sky.

Philippa: Someone will ask you to go for a walk on an evening like this.

Anne: I wonder.

Priscilla: Anne, Roy is here.

Priscilla: He wants to know if you'll walk with him.

Priscilla: Do you think Roy will propose?

Philippa: I'm sure of it.

Jamesina: Anne is a very fortunate girl.

Stella: I suppose so. But is this for the best?

Jamesina: Stella?!

Stella: I love Anne and I like Roy.

Stella: Even Mrs. Gardner thinks Anne charming now.

Stella: But I have my doubts.

Anne: Yes.

Anne: Yes.

Anne: Yes.

Roy: Anne,

Roy: I couldn't be more thankful to have met you and spent my time at Redmond with you.

Roy: And I want to be with you always,until death takes me.

Roy: Anne,

Roy: would you accept my love and consent to marry me?

Roy: Anne?

Anne: I can't.

Anne: I can't marry you.

Anne: I can't!

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