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I wouldn't say it; or even think it。  In the daytime; when people

were around me and everything was cheerful; it wasn't so hard to

keep from thinking of it。  But in the night; when I couldn't sleep

 it was so dreadful; Anne。  I couldn't get away from it then。

Death just came and stared me in the face; until I got so frightened

I could have screamed。



〃But you won't be frightened any more; Ruby; will you?  You'll be brave;

and believe that all is going to be well with you。〃



〃I'll try。  I'll think over what you have said; and try to believe it。

And you'll come up as often as you can; won't you; Anne?〃



〃Yes; dear。〃



〃It  it won't be very long now; Anne。  I feel sure of that。

And I'd rather have you than any one else。  I always liked you

best of all the girls I went to school with。  You were never

jealous; or mean; like some of them were。  Poor Em White was up

to see me yesterday。  You remember Em and I were such chums for

three years when we went to school?  And then we quarrelled the

time of the school concert。  We've never spoken to each other

since。  Wasn't it silly?  Anything like that seems silly NOW。

But Em and I made up the old quarrel yesterday。  She said she'd

have spoken years ago; only she thought I wouldn't。  And I never

spoke to her because I was sure she wouldn't speak to me。  Isn't

it strange how people misunderstand each other; Anne?〃



〃Most of the trouble in life comes from misunderstanding; I think;〃

said Anne。  〃I must go now; Ruby。  It's getting late  and you

shouldn't be out in the damp。〃



〃You'll come up soon again。〃



〃Yes; very soon。  And if there's anything I can do to help you

I'll be so glad。〃



〃I know。  You HAVE helped me already。  Nothing seems quite so

dreadful now。  Good night; Anne。〃



〃Good night; dear。〃



Anne walked home very slowly in the moonlight。  The evening had

changed something for her。  Life held a different meaning; a

deeper purpose。  On the surface it would go on just the same; but

the deeps had been stirred。  It must not be with her as with poor

butterfly Ruby。  When she came to the end of one life it must not

be to face the next with the shrinking terror of something wholly

different  something for which accustomed thought and ideal and

aspiration had unfitted her。  The little things of life; sweet

and excellent in their place; must not be the things lived for;

the highest must be sought and followed; the life of heaven must

be begun here on earth。



That good night in the garden was for all time。  Anne never saw

Ruby in life again。  The next night the A。V。I。S。 gave a farewell

party to Jane Andrews before her departure for the West。  And;

while light feet danced and bright eyes laughed and merry tongues

chattered; there came a summons to a soul in Avonlea that might

not be disregarded or evaded。  The next morning the word went

from house to house that Ruby Gillis was dead。  She had died in

her sleep; painlessly and calmly; and on her face was a smile 

as if; after all; death had come as a kindly friend to lead her

over the threshold; instead of the grisly phantom she had dreaded。



Mrs。 Rachel Lynde said emphatically after the funeral that Ruby

Gillis was the handsomest corpse she ever laid eyes on。  Her

loveliness; as she lay; white…clad; among the delicate flowers

that Anne had placed about her; was remembered and talked of for

years in Avonlea。  Ruby had always been beautiful; but her beauty

had been of the earth; earthy; it had had a certain insolent

quality in it; as if it flaunted itself in the beholder's eye;

spirit had never shone through it; intellect had never refined it。

But death had touched it and consecrated it; bringing out delicate

modelings and purity of outline never seen before  doing what life

and love and great sorrow and deep womanhood joys might have done

for Ruby。  Anne; looking down through a mist of tears; at her old

playfellow; thought she saw the face God had meant Ruby to have;

and remembered it so always。



Mrs。 Gillis called Anne aside into a vacant room before the

funeral procession left the house; and gave her a small packet。



〃I want you to have this;〃 she sobbed。  〃Ruby would have liked you

to have it。  It's the embroidered centerpiece she was working at。

It isn't quite finished  the needle is sticking in it just where

her poor little fingers put it the last time she laid it down; the

afternoon before she died。〃



〃There's always a piece of unfinished work left;〃 said Mrs。 Lynde;

with tears in her eyes。  〃But I suppose there's always some one

to finish it。〃



〃How difficult it is to realize that one we have always known

can really be dead;〃 said Anne; as she and Diana walked home。

〃Ruby is the first of our schoolmates to go。  One by one; sooner

or later; all the rest of us must follow。〃



〃Yes; I suppose so;〃 said Diana uncomfortably。  She did not

want to talk of that。  She would have preferred to have discussed

the details of the funeral  the splendid white velvet casket

Mr。 Gillis had insisted on having for Ruby  〃the Gillises must

always make a splurge; even at funerals;〃 quoth Mrs。 Rachel Lynde

 Herb Spencer's sad face; the uncontrolled; hysteric grief of

one of Ruby's sisters  but Anne would not talk of these things。

She seemed wrapped in a reverie in which Diana felt lonesomely

that she had neither lot nor part。



〃Ruby Gillis was a great girl to laugh;〃 said Davy suddenly。

〃Will she laugh as much in heaven as she did in Avonlea; Anne?

I want to know。〃



〃Yes; I think she will;〃 said Anne。



〃Oh; Anne;〃 protested Diana; with a rather shocked smile。



〃Well; why not; Diana?〃 asked Anne seriously。  〃Do you think

we'll never laugh in heaven?〃



〃Oh  I  I don't know〃 floundered Diana。  〃It doesn't seem

just right; somehow。  You know it's rather dreadful to laugh in

church。〃



〃But heaven won't be like church  all the time;〃 said Anne。



〃I hope it ain't;〃 said Davy emphatically。  〃If it is I don't

want to go。  Church is awful dull。  Anyway; I don't mean to go

for ever so long。  I mean to live to be a hundred years old; like

Mr。 Thomas Blewett of White Sands。  He says he's lived so long

'cause he always smoked tobacco and it killed all the germs。

Can I smoke tobacco pretty soon; Anne?〃



〃No; Davy; I hope you'll never use tobacco;〃 said Anne absently。



〃What'll you feel like if the germs kill me then?〃 demanded Davy。









Chapter XV



A Dream Turned Upside Down





〃Just one more week and we go back to Redmond;〃 said Anne。

She was happy at the thought of returning to work; classes

and Redmond friends。  Pleasing visions were also being woven

around Patty's Place。  There was a warm pleasant sense of home

in the thought of it; even though she had never lived there。



But the summer had been a very happy one; too  a time of glad living

with summer suns and skies; a time of keen delight in wholesome things;

a time of renewing a
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