Will Anne Miss Green Gables? It was a happy and beautiful bride who came down the old carpeted stairs that September noon. She was the first bride of Green Gables, slender and shining-eyed, with her (5) arms full of roses. Gilbert, waiting for her in the hall below, looked up at her with adoring eyes. She was his at last, this long-sought Anne, whom he won after years of patient waiting. It was to him she was coming. Was (10) he worthy of her? Could he make her as happy as he hoped? If he failed her—if he could not measure up to her standards. . .... Show more Will Anne Miss Green Gables? It was a happy and beautiful bride who came down the old carpeted stairs that September noon. She was the first bride of Green Gables, slender and shining-eyed, with her (5) arms full of roses. Gilbert, waiting for her in the hall below, looked up at her with adoring eyes. She was his at last, this long-sought Anne, whom he won after years of patient waiting. It was to him she was coming. Was (10) he worthy of her? Could he make her as happy as he hoped? If he failed her—if he could not measure up to her standards. . . . But then, their eyes met and all doubt was swept away in a certainty that everything (15) would be wonderful. They belonged to each other; no matter what life might hold for them, it could never alter that. Their happiness was in each other’s keeping and both were unafraid. (20) They were married in the sunshine of the old orchard, circled by the loving and kindly faces of long-familiar friends. Mr. Allan married them and the Reverend Jo made what Mrs. Rachel Lynde afterwards (25) pronounced to be the 'most beautiful wedding prayer' she had ever heard. Birds do not often sing in September, but one sang sweetly from some hidden tree while Gilbert and Anne repeated their vows. Anne heard it (30) and thrilled to it. Gilbert heard it and wondered only that all the birds in the world had not burst into jubilant song. The bird sang until the ceremony was ended. Then it wound up with one more little, glad trill. (35) Never had the old gray-green house among its enfolding orchards known a merrier afternoon. Laughter and joy had their way; and when Anne and Gilbert left to catch their train, Marilla stood at the gate (40) and watched them drive out of sight down the long lane with its banks of goldenrod. Anne turned at its end to wave her last goodbye. She looked once more at her home and felt a tinge of sadness. Then she was (45) gone—Green Gables was her home no more. It would never be again. Marilla’s face looked very gray and old as she turned to the house which Anne had filled for years with light and life. - Adapted from L.M. Montgomery, Anne's House of Dreams Show less
Will Anne Miss Green Gables?
It was a happy and beautiful bride who came down the old carpeted stairs that September noon. She was the first bride of Green Gables, slender and shining-eyed, with her (5) arms full of roses. Gilbert, waiting for her in the hall below, looked up at her with adoring eyes. She was his at last, this long-sought Anne, whom he won after years of patient waiting. It was to him she was coming. Was (10) he worthy of her? Could he make her as happy as he hoped? If he failed her—if he could not measure up to her standards. . . . But then, their eyes met and all doubt was swept away in a certainty that everything (15) would be wonderful. They belonged to each other; no matter what life might hold for them, it could never alter that. Their happiness was in each other’s keeping and both were unafraid. (20) They were married in the sunshine of the old orchard, circled by the loving and kindly faces of long-familiar friends. Mr. Allan married them and the Reverend Jo made what Mrs. Rachel Lynde afterwards (25) pronounced to be the 'most beautiful wedding prayer' she had ever heard. Birds do not often sing in September, but one sang sweetly from some hidden tree while Gilbert and Anne repeated their vows. Anne heard it (30) and thrilled to it. Gilbert heard it and wondered only that all the birds in the world had not burst into jubilant song. The bird sang until the ceremony was ended. Then it wound up with one more little, glad trill. (35) Never had the old gray-green house among its enfolding orchards known a merrier afternoon. Laughter and joy had their way; and when Anne and Gilbert left to catch their train, Marilla stood at the gate (40) and watched them drive out of sight down the long lane with its banks of goldenrod. Anne turned at its end to wave her last goodbye. She looked once more at her home and felt a tinge of sadness. Then she was (45) gone—Green Gables was her home no more. It would never be again. Marilla’s face looked very gray and old as she turned to the house which Anne had filled for years with light and life.
- Adapted from L.M. Montgomery, Anne's House of Dreams
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