Anne of Green Gables Page #15

don't have someone to share it with.

But by the time I realized that,

no one would have me...

except men who wanted

my money more than I did.

You aren't lonely, though, are you?

Not with you in town!

Now tell me, have you made all kinds of

interesting friends your first week here, then?

I have a small circle of friends,

but no bosom friends, mind you.

And what about young men

in that circle of friends?

I've become too practical

for romance. Like Marilla.

I shall probably end up an old maid.

Miss Barry, I didn't mean that.

It isn't all bad.

A married woman could never be as

cantankerous as I am free to be.

But it's not a circumstance

I'd recommend for you.

Make a little room in your plans

again for romance, Anne-girl.

All the degrees and scholarships in the

world can't make up for the lack of it.

May I leave this for Gilbert Blythe?

You can take it to him yourself, Miss.

He's across the hall.

Thank you.

Can't you just picture it, Gilbert:

Emily Clay, winner of the Avery scholarship?

Don't be too sure.

"Dear Marilla and Matthew,

It hardly seems possible

that the term is almost over.

I've become so preoccupied with my

work, I've almost lost track of time.

But here I am with exams

looming up before me...

and for the time being, they

are all there is in the world.

But, as Rachel Lynde used to say,...

'The sun will go on rising and setting

whether I fail in geometry or not.'

I think I'd rather it

didn't go on if I failed.

I miss you both very, very much.

Yours lovingly, with

all my heart, Anne."

She sounds unhappy.

Oh, cheer up Anne. You have to

win at least one of the awards.

I'm not sure I care anymore.

That's a fine attitude after

all the work you've put in!

I have no hope for the Avery. Everyone has

practically said that Emily Clay is getting it.

You'll probably get

the gold medal, then.

Well, I'm not going to look at the bulletin board.

I'm gonna go straight to the girls' dressing room.

I'll come find you.

If I fail, just say so, Jane. Don't break

it to me gently, and don't sympathize.

Horray for Gilbert Blythe,

winner of the gold medal!

Three cheers for Anne Shirley,

winner of the Avery!

Horray for Anne Shirley,

winner of the Avery!

Isn't that breath of mint delicious?

I can't bear the thought

of leaving here again.

Four long years.

I'll probably be old and grey

when you do come back, Anne.

More likely married to a

dashingly handsome young man

and too busy with babies to be

interested in your former bosom friend.

Such as who? Moody?

I'll pray that someone wonderful comes

to Avonlea and sweeps you off your feet.

Gilbert's getting the

Avonlea school you know.

He isn't going to college?

His father can't afford to send

him so he's going to earn his way.

Did you ever explain to him?

Some books are better left on the shelf.

I wish him luck, though.

He's a determined young man.

Then as far as you're

concerned, he's fair game.

Why, Diana Barry!

If you were interested in Gilbert

Blythe, why didn't you ever say so?

'Cause I thought my bosom friend

was in love with him.

In love with Gilbert Blythe? Me?

Yes, you.

Gilbert did say that being smart

was better than being pretty.

Goodnight, dear, sweet Diana.

Goodnight, Anne.

Matthew! Matthew!

What is it?

I'm alright.

Please, Matthew. You need help.

We've got to get a doctor.

I've worked hard all my life.

I'd rather drop in the harness.

I got old, I never noticed.

If I'd been the boy you sent for,

I could have spared you in so many ways.

I never wanted a boy.

I only wanted you from the first day.

Don't ever change.

I love my little girl.

I'm so proud of my little girl.

Matthew, don't.

We have stood here in silent

prayer at Matthew Cuthbert's grave,

and struggled, each of us, to

see the meaning in his life.

But the mystery of death prevails.

All we know is that we are troubled in our hearts

that this evidence - the death - comes to all of us.

In the end, all we know is that we loved

him, and we commend his soul to Jesus.

Miss Cuthbert. Anne.

I'm very sorry for your loss.

Thank you, Gilbert Blythe.

There, now.

Oh, dear.

It won't bring him back.

Just keep your arms around me,

Marilla, for a little while.

Tears don't hurt like the ache does.

I know I've been strict with you.

I don't know what I'd

do if you'd never come.

But you mustn't think that I don't

love you as much as Matthew did.

It's never been easy for me to say,

the things from my heart, but...

you're like my own flesh and blood now.

It's not right to cry so.

God knows best.

Oh, he was always such

a kind brother to me.

We have each other now.

Yes, yes, yes...

Morning, Miss Cuthbert.

And how is Green Gables

holding up these days?

Oh, pretty well.

I haven't seen you around

these parts much lately.

Oh, uh, business in Carmody takes

all my time, you know what I mean.

This sure is a lovely

piece of countryside.

It is that. People in Avonlea say that it's

the prettiest acreage on the north shore.

Matthew kept up this place impeccably.

You don't want to let it get run

down at all. It decreases the value.

Now may be a good time to consider selling if you

want to get the highest value for your property.

Well, I can't deny that the

thought has crossed my mind.

You could certainly retire on what I

am prepared to offer you for the place.

Thank you, Mr. Sadler.

What did Mr. Sadler want?

He once offered to buy Green Gables

and he's still interested.

Buy Green Gables? Marilla!

I don't know what else to do.

My eyesight is getting weaker.

Dr. Spencer says that if the...

headaches persist,

I might lose it completely.

What if I can't run this place?

Rachel has kindly offered

to let me live with her.

But you can't sell Green Gables!

Anne, I would go crazy if there was

trouble and I was all alone hear.

I'm sorry that you won't have a

home to come to on your vacations.

Oh, I never thought I'd live to see

the day when I would sell this place.

But, we'll survive somehow.

You won't have to stay here alone.

I'm not going to Redmond.

What do you mean?

I'm not going to take that scholarship.

I've already decided,

but I hadn't told you yet.

Mr. Barry said he'd run our fields next year,

and I'm going to take the school at Carmody.

They need a teacher and I'm

sure they'd be glad to have me.

I can drive back and forth until the weather gets bad,

and then I'll board and come home on the weekends.

I won't let you sacrifice your education

for me. I won't allow it, Anne Shirley.

I am going to do it. I'm sixteen years

old and just as stubborn as you are.

Oh, you blessed girl.

I know I ought to stick to it and make you go to college,

but I've learned better than to stand in your way.

Gilbert Blythe will be

teaching, too, won't he?

Yes.

What a nice looking young boy he is.

He looks a lot like his

father did at that age.

We used to be real good friends, he and I.

People called him my beau.

And what happened?

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