"Remember our rambles through lovers lane back at Green Gables, Gilbert?
And those dear days in our house o'dreams?" Anne softly asked her husband.
Gilbert answered with a look and they both thought a bit wistfully of how
far they had come together. The evening twilight was slowly dying, but the
fragrance of the summer's end was there as the fireflies lit their wings.
Rilla was inside cooking, humming a sweet tune as she worked, and Susan was tatting in the kitchen. Rilla, it must be said, was not paying as much attention as she should have to the cake she was baking. Her thoughts drifted instead to Ken Ford and of course, Walter. Susan was thinking of Walter as well, and wondering how her little brown boy was faring off at Redmond. Shirley was studying solemnly and wishing he could be at home among his family. Perhaps it was wrong of him to leave Mother and Dad alone so soon after the loss of Walter? Di had left for Redmond as well with Shirley. She had noticed that day a sweet-looking young man, lost in poetic fancy, it seemed. He reminded her so much of Walter, her faithful brother of old. Nan was away visiting some chums. As she walked through the evening glory, there was a new energy inside of her. She did miss Di so, and her friends had been eager to tell her of a teaching position very close to the college. It would be so nice to be near Di again. perhaps they could rent a small house or so. if they knew another girl who could come? But it would be hard to leave Una and Faith. Una seemed so lonely, even with Rosemary there. She did have some friends in the village, but none of the race of Joseph, Nan thought. Faith was occupied with Jem, who was soon to leave to study medicine. Faith would be bored stiff if Nan left. Perhaps, though, Una and Faith would come and rent a house with her and Di? This new idea struck her in a flash. She hurried back to talk to Mother and Dad. Una looked out her window at the fading summer eve. It really couldn't be called summer, since it was already September, but it had stayed warm so long. The fireflies were lighting the night, and she sighed. Would any light ever brighten her dreary days? If only Walter had lived!
Rilla was inside cooking, humming a sweet tune as she worked, and Susan was tatting in the kitchen. Rilla, it must be said, was not paying as much attention as she should have to the cake she was baking. Her thoughts drifted instead to Ken Ford and of course, Walter. Susan was thinking of Walter as well, and wondering how her little brown boy was faring off at Redmond. Shirley was studying solemnly and wishing he could be at home among his family. Perhaps it was wrong of him to leave Mother and Dad alone so soon after the loss of Walter? Di had left for Redmond as well with Shirley. She had noticed that day a sweet-looking young man, lost in poetic fancy, it seemed. He reminded her so much of Walter, her faithful brother of old. Nan was away visiting some chums. As she walked through the evening glory, there was a new energy inside of her. She did miss Di so, and her friends had been eager to tell her of a teaching position very close to the college. It would be so nice to be near Di again. perhaps they could rent a small house or so. if they knew another girl who could come? But it would be hard to leave Una and Faith. Una seemed so lonely, even with Rosemary there. She did have some friends in the village, but none of the race of Joseph, Nan thought. Faith was occupied with Jem, who was soon to leave to study medicine. Faith would be bored stiff if Nan left. Perhaps, though, Una and Faith would come and rent a house with her and Di? This new idea struck her in a flash. She hurried back to talk to Mother and Dad. Una looked out her window at the fading summer eve. It really couldn't be called summer, since it was already September, but it had stayed warm so long. The fireflies were lighting the night, and she sighed. Would any light ever brighten her dreary days? If only Walter had lived!