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Люси Мод Монтгомери. Anne of the Island / Аня с острова Принца Эдуарда
Chapter I. The Shadow of Change
Chapter II. Garlands of Autumn
Chapter III. Greeting and Farewell
Chapter IV. April's Lady
Chapter V. Letters from Home
Chapter VI. In the Park
Chapter VII. Home Again
Chapter VIII. Anne's First Proposal
Chapter IX. An Unwelcome Lover and a Welcome Friend
Chapter X. Patty's Place
Chapter XI. The Round of Life
Chapter XII. “Averil's Atonement”
Chapter XIII. The Way of Transgressors
Chapter XIV. The Summons
Chapter XV. A Dream Turned Upside Down
Chapter XVI. Adjusted Relationships
Chapter XVII. A Letter from Davy
Chapter XVIII. Miss Josephine Remembers the Anne-girl
Chapter XIX. An Interlude
Chapter XX. Gilbert Speaks
Chapter XXI. Roses of Yesterday
Chapter XXII. Spring and Anne Return to Green Gables
Chapter XXIII. Paul Cannot Find the Rock People
Chapter XXIV. Enter Jonas
Chapter XXV. Enter Prince Charming
Chapter XXVI. Enter Christine
Chapter XXVII. Mutual Confidences
Chapter XXVIII. A June Evening
Chapter XXIX. Diana's Wedding
Chapter XXX. Mrs. Skinner's Romance
Chapter XXXI. Anne to Philippa
Chapter XXXII. Tea with Mrs. Douglas
Chapter XXXIII. “He Just Kept Coming and Coming”
Chapter XXXIV. John Douglas Speaks at Last
Chapter XXXV. The Last Redmond Year Opens
Chapter XXXVI. The Gardners'Call
Chapter XXXVII. Full-fledged B.A.'s
Chapter XXXVIII. False Dawn
Chapter XXXIX. Deals with Weddings
Chapter XL. A Book of Revelation
Chapter XLI. Love Takes Up the Glass of Time
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“Harvest is ended and summer is gone,” quoted Anne Shirley, gazing across the shorn fields dreamily. She and Diana Barry had been picking apples in the Green Gables orchard, but were now resting from their labors in a sunny corner, where airy fleets of thistledown drifted by on the wings of a wind that was still summer-sweet with the incense of ferns in the Haunted Wood.
But everything in the landscape around them spoke of autumn. The sea was roaring hollowly in the distance, the fields were bare and sere, scarfed with golden rod, the brook valley below Green Gables overflowed with asters of ethereal purple, and the Lake of Shining Waters was blue – blue – blue; not the changeful blue of spring, nor the pale azure of summer, but a clear, steadfast, serene blue, as if the water were past all moods and tenses of emotion and had settled down to a tranquility unbroken by fickle dreams.
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“I never felt glad to see Gilbert go before,” she thought, half-resentfully, half-sorrowfully, as she walked alone up the lane. “Our friendship will be spoiled if he goes on with this nonsense. It mustn't be spoiled – I won't let it. Oh, why can't boys be just sensible!”
Anne had an uneasy doubt that it was not strictly “sensible” that she should still feel on her hand the warm pressure of Gilbert's, as distinctly as she had felt it for the swift second his had rested there; and still less sensible that the sensation was far from being an unpleasant one – very different from that which had attended a similar demonstration on Charlie Sloane's part, when she had been sitting out a dance with him at a White Sands party three nights before. Anne shivered over the disagreeable recollection. But all problems connected with infatuated swains vanished from her mind when she entered the homely, unsentimental atmosphere of the Green Gables kitchen where an eight-year-old boy was crying grievously on the sofa.
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