en-fr  Anne of Green Gables /Chapter XVII Medium
CHAPITRE XVII

UN NOUVEL INTÉRÊT DANS LA VIE.

L'après-midi suivant, Anne, concentrée sur son patchwork à la fenêtre de la cuisine, jeta un coup d'œil et aperçut Diana près du Bain des Nymphes l'appelant d'un air mystérieux. En moins de deux Anne sortit de la maison et dévala le vallon, étonnement et espoir en lutte dans ses yeux expressifs. Mais l'espoir disparut lorsqu'elle vit la mine déconfite de Diana.
— Ta mère n'a pas changé d'avis ? haleta-t-elle.
Diana secoua tristement la tête.
— Non ; et oh, Anne, elle dit que je ne jouerai plus jamais avec toi. J'ai eu beau pleurer et lui expliquer que ce n'était pas ta faute, mais rien n'y a fait. J'ai eu toutes les peines du monde à l'amadouer afin qu'elle me laisse venir te dire adieu. Elle a dit que je ne devais rester que dix minutes et qu'elle me chronométrait à la pendule.
— Dix minutes ce n'est pas très long pour faire un adieu éternel, déclara Anne en larmes. — Oh ! Diana, me promets-tu loyalement de ne jamais m'oublier, moi, l'amie de ta jeunesse, quels que soient les amis qui te chériront ?
— Bien sûr, je le promets, sanglota Diana, et je n'aurai jamais d'autre amie intime, je n'en veux pas. Je ne pourrais aimer personne autant que toi.
— Oh ! Diana, s'écria Anne en joignant les mains, m'aimes-tu ?
— Mais enfin, bien sûr que je t'aime. Tu ne le savais pas ?
— Non ! Anne prit une profonde inspiration, je pensais que tu m'appréciais bien sûr, mais je n'ai jamais osé espérer que tu m'aimais. Vois-tu, Diana, je ne pensais pas que quelqu'un pourrait m'aimer. Personne ne m'a jamais aimée d'aussi loin que je m'en souvienne. Oh, c'est merveilleux ! C'est un rayon de soleil qui brillera pour toujours sur ma sombre route séparée de toi, Diana. Oh, dis-le encore une fois.
— Je t'aime profondément, Anne, dit Diana d'un ton déterminé, et je t'aimerai toujours, tu peux en être sûre.
Et moi aussi, c'est Toi que j'aimerai toujours, Diana, dit solennellement Anne, en tendant la main. Dans les années à venir, ton souvenir brillera comme une étoile sur ma vie solitaire, comme c'est écrit dans cette dernière histoire que nous avons lue ensemble, Diana, veux-tu me donner une mèche de tes tresses noires en partant, à chérir pour toujours ?
— As-tu quelque chose pour la couper ? demanda Diana, essuyant les larmes que les accents affectueux d'Anne avaient fait couler à nouveau, et revenant aux détails pratiques.
— Oui. J'ai mes ciseaux de patchwork dans la poche de mon tablier, par chance, dit Anne. Elle coupa solennellement l'une des boucles de Diana. — Adieu, ma chère amie. Désormais nous devons être comme des inconnues, même en vivant côte à côte. Mais mon cœur te sera toujours dévoué.
Anne resta à regarder Diana d'éloigner, agitant tristement la main vers celle-ci chaque fois qu'elle se retournait. Puis elle retourna à la maison, un peu rassérénée par cet adieu romantique.
— C'est fini, déclara-t-elle à Marilla. Je n'aurai jamais d'autre amie. Je suis plus malheureuse que jamais, car maintenant je n'ai même plus Katie Maurice et Violetta. Et même si je les avais, ce ne serait pas la même chose. De toute façon, les petites filles imaginaires ne sont pas à la hauteur face à une vraie amie. Diana et moi nous sommes dit adieu d'une manière si émouvante près de la source. Pour toujours, cela sera gravé dans ma mémoire. J'ai employé le vocabulaire le plus tragique que je connaissais et j'ai dit » « peux-tu » et « adieu» semblent tellement plus romantiques que « tu ». Diana m'a donné une boucle de ses cheveux et je vais la coudre dans un sachet que je porterai à mon cou toute ma vie. S'il te plaît, assure-toi que je sois enterrée avec ce sachet car je ne pense pas que je vivrai très longtemps. Peut-être que, quand elle me verra gisant, froide et morte devant elle, Mme Barry aura des remords pour ce qu'elle a fait et qu'elle laissera Diana assister à mon enterrement.
— Je ne pense pas qu'il y ait beaucoup de danger de mourir de chagrin tant que tu peux parler, Anne, dit Marilla sans sympathie.
Le lundi suivant, Anne surprit Marilla en descendant de sa chambre, son panier de livres au bras, les lèvres serrées en signe de détermination.
— Je rentre à l'école, annonça-t-elle. C'est tout ce qui reste dans la vie pour moi, puisque mon amie a été impitoyablement déchirée de moi. À l'école je peux la regarder et méditer sur les jours passés.
— Tu ferais mieux de méditer sur tes leçons et tes maths, dit Marilla, dissimulant sa joie à ce développement de la situation. Si tu rentras à l'école, j'espère que nous n'entendrons plus parler de casser des ardoises sur la tête des gens et tels reportages. Sois sage et fais ce que ton enseignant te dit de le faire.
— J'essayerai d'être une élève modèle, accepta-t-elle douloureusement. Ce ne sera pas très amusant, je suppose. M. Phillips a dit que Minnie Andrews est une élève modèle et il n'y a aucun d'imagination ou de vivacité en elle. Elle est simplement terne et appliquée, et ne semble jamais prendre du plaisir. Mais je me sens si déprimée que je vais peut-être y arriver facilement maintenant. Je vais faire le tour par la route. Je ne pourrais pas passer toute seule par le Sentier des Bouleaux. Je pleurerais des larmes amères cans ce cas.
Anne fut accueillie à bras ouverts pour son retour à l'école. Son imagination avait énormément manqué pour les jeux, sa voix pour les chants, et son don pour la comédie dans la lecture à voix haute de livres pendant l'heure des repas. Rubby Gillis, lui glissa trois plumes bleues pendant la lecture du testament ; Ella May Macpherson lui donna une énorme pensée jaune découpée dans un catalogue de fleurs — un genre de décoration de pupitre très apprécié à l'école d'Avonlea. Sophia Sloane proposa de lui apprendre un magnifique modèle de dentelle, si jolie pour décorer des tabliers. Katie Boulter lui donna une bouteille de parfum pour y conserver l'eau pour nettoyer son ardoise et Julia Bell recopia soigneusement sur un morceau de papier rose pâle, festonné sur les bords, la déclaration suivante : "POUR ANNE, Quand le crépuscule baisse son rideau et l'épingle avec une étoile, Souviens-toi que tu as une amie, Bien qu'elle puisse errer au loin."
— C'est tellement agréable d'être appréciée, dit Anne à Marilla ce soir-là, en soupirant avec ravissement.
Les filles n'étaient pas les seules élèves à "l'apprécier". Quand Anne retourna à sa chaise après l'heure du déjeuner, M. Phillips lui avait dit de s'asseoir à côté de la parfaite Minnie Andrews, elle trouva posé sur son bureau une magnifique pomme fraise. Anne la saisit, prête à y planter les dents, quand elle se souvint que le seul endroit à Avonlea où poussaient des pommes fraises était le verger du vieux Blythe, de l'autre côté du lac aux Eaux scintillantes. Anne laissa tomber la pomme comme si c'était un morceau de charbon incandescent et s'essuya ostensiblement les doigts avec son mouchoir. La pomme resta intacte sur son bureau jusqu'au lendemain matin, quand le petit Timothy Andrews, qui balayait l'école et allumait le feu, se l'appropria. Le crayon d'ardoise de Charlie Sloane qu'il lui envoya après l'heure du déjeuner, magnifiquement décoré d'un papier rouge et jaune rayé et coûtant deux cents alors que les crayons ordinaires n'en coûtaient qu'un, reçut un accueil plus favorable. Anne daigna l'accepter et récompensa le donateur d'un sourire qui propulsa le jeune homme épris au septième ciel et l'amena à faire de telles erreurs dans sa dictée que M. Phillips le garda après l'école pour la refaire.
Mais comme « le spectacle de César dépouillé du buste de Brutus rappelait davantage à Rome son meilleur fils », l'absence marquée de toute réaction ou reconnaissance de la part de Diana Barry, qui était assise à côté de Gertie Pye, assombrit le petit triomphe d'Anne.
— Diana aurait quand même pu me sourire, je trouve, dit-elle attristée à Marilla ce soir-là. Mais le lendemain matin, un billet, hâtivement et merveilleusement plié, et un petit paquet, furent passés à Anne.
« Chère Anne » écrivait cette dernière, « Ma mère dit que je ne dois pas jouer avec toi ni t'adresser la parole même à l'école.» Ce n'est pas de ma faute et ne sois pas fâchée contre moi car je t'aime plus que jamais. Pouvoir te raconter tous mes secrets me manque terriblement et je n'aime pas le moins du monde Gertie Pye. Je t'ai confectionné un nouveau signet en papier de soie rouge. Ils sont terriblement à la mode en ce moment et seulement trois filles dans l'école savent comment les faire. Quand tu le regarderas, souviens-toi de ta meilleure amie, DIANA BARRY.

Anne lut le message, embrassa le marque-page et renvoya une réponse rapide à l'autre bout de la classe.
« À MA TRÈS CHÈRE DIANA. Bien sûr que je ne suis pas fâchée avec toi parce que tu dois obéir à ta mère. Nos esprits peuvent communier. Je conserverai à jamais ton merveilleux cadeau. Minnie Andrews est une très sympathique petite fille — même si elle n'a pas d'imagination — mais après avoir été l'amie de chœur de Diana, je ne peux pas être celle de Minnie. S'il te plaît, excuse les erreurs parce que mon orthographe n'est pas encore très bonne, bien que je l'aie beaucoup améliorée.
À toi jusqu'à ce que la mort nous sépare, ⁠ ANNE OU CORDELIA SHIRLEY. »
« P.-S. : Je m'endormirai avec ta lettre sous mon oreiller, ce soir.
A. ou C.S. »

Marilla craignait avec pessimisme de nouveaux ennuis depuis qu'Anne avait repris l'école. Mais il n'en fut rien. Peut-être Anne avait-elle pris un peu " modèle " sur l'état d'esprit de Minnie Andrews ; mais au moins elle s'entendait très bien avec Mr Phillips depuis lors. Elle se jeta d'elle-même dans l'étude de tout son cœur et de toutes ses forces, déterminée à ne se laisser surpasser par Gilbert Blythe en aucune matière. Leur rivalité réciproque fut vite évidente ; elle partait d'un bon sentiment du côté de Gilbert, mais on ne pouvait en dire autant pour Anne qui manifestement avait la rancune tenace. Elle était tout aussi extrême dans ses haines que dans ses amitiés. Elle ne se serait pas abaissée à reconnaître qu'elle voulait rivaliser avec Gilbert dans le travail scolaire, car c'eût été reconnaître son existence, qu'Anne persistait à ignorer ; mais leur rivalité était bien là, et les récompenses fluctuaient de l'un à l'autre. Tantôt Gilbert était en tête de la classe d'orthographe, tantôt Anne, rejetant avec mépris ses longues tresses rousses en arrière, lui passait devant. Un matin, Gilbert faisait correctement toutes ses additions et son nom était inscrit au tableau d'honneur ; le lendemain matin, Anne, ayant lutté sauvagement avec les nombres décimaux toute la soirée précédente, se retrouvait la première. Un jour épouvantable, ils se retrouvèrent à égalité et leurs noms furent écrits l'un à côté de l'autre. C'était presque aussi terrible que de "prendre-acte" et l'humiliation d'Anne était aussi évidente que la satisfaction de Gilbert. Quand les examens écrits avaient lieu à la fin de chaque mois, le suspense était terrible. Le premier mois, Gilbert l'emporta avec trois points d'avance. Le mois suivant Anne le dépassa de cinq. Mais son triomphe fut gaché car Gilbert la félicitait chaleureusement devant toute l'école. Ça aurait été tellement plus agréable pour elle s'il avait ressenti la douleur cuisante de la défaite.
M. Phillips n'était peut-être pas un très bon instituteur ; mais une élève aussi farouchement déterminée à apprendre que l'était Anne ne pouvait que progresser quel que soit le professeur. À la fin du trimestre, Anne et Gilbert passèrent tous deux en cinquième année et furent autorisés à commencer à étudier les matières « nobles » — c'est à dire le latin, la géométrie, le français et l'algèbre. En géométrie, Anne a rencontré son Waterloo.
— C'est vraiment horrible, Marilla, gémit-elle. Je suis sûre que je ne serai jamais capable d'en comprendre le début ou la fin. Il n'y a là aucune possibilité d'imagination du tout. M. Phillips dit que je suis la pire cancre qu'il ait jamais vu. Et Gil ... Je veux dire que certains des autres sont tellement intelligents. C'est affreusement humiliant, Marilla. Même Diana s'en sort mieux que moi. Mais ça ne me dérange pas d'être battue par Diana. Même si nous nous comportons maintenant comme des étrangères, je l'aime toujours d'un amour inconditionnel. Ça me rend parfois très triste de penser à elle. Mais en réalité, Marilla, il est impossible de rester triste très longtemps dans un monde aussi passionnant, n'est-ce pas ?
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CHAPTER XVII.
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A NEW INTEREST IN LIFE.
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But the hope faded when she saw Diana's dejected countenance.
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"Your mother hasn't relented?"
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she gasped.
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Diana shook her head mournfully.
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"No; and oh, Anne, she says I'm never to play with you again.
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I've cried and cried and I told her it wasn't your fault, but it wasn't any use.
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I had ever such a time coaxing her to let me come down and say good-bye to you.
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She said I was only to stay ten minutes and she's timing me by the clock.
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"Ten minutes isn't very long to say an eternal farewell in," said Anne tearfully.
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"Indeed I will," sobbed Diana, "and I'll never have another bosom friend—I don't want to have.
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I couldn't love anybody as I love you.
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"Oh, Diana," cried Anne, clasping her hands, "do you love me?
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"Why, of course I do.
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Didn't you know that?
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"No."
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Anne drew a long breath, "I thought you liked me of course, but I never hoped you loved me.
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Why, Diana, I didn't think anybody could love me.
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Nobody ever has loved me since I can remember.
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Oh, this is wonderful!
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It's a ray of light which will forever shine on the darkness of a path severed from thee, Diana.
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Oh, just say it once again.
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"I love you devotedly, Anne," said Diana stanchly, "and I always will, you may be sure of that.
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"And I will always love thee, Diana," said Anne, solemnly extending her hand.
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"Have you got anything to cut it with?"
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"Yes.
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I've got my patchwork scissors in my apron pocket fortunately," said Anne.
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She solemnly clipped one of Diana's curls.
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"Fare thee well, my beloved friend.
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Henceforth we must be as strangers though living side by side.
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But my heart will ever be faithful to thee.
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Then she returned to the house, not a little consoled for the time being by this romantic parting.
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"It is all over," she informed Marilla.
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"I shall never have another friend.
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I'm really worse off than ever before, for I haven't Katie Maurice and Violetta now.
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And even if I had it wouldn't be the same.
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Somehow, little dream girls are not satisfying after a real friend.
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Diana and I had such an affecting farewell down by the spring.
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It will be sacred in my memory forever.
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I used the most pathetic language I could think of and said 'thou' and 'thee.'
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'Thou' and 'thee' seem so much more romantic than 'you.'
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Please see that it is buried with me, for I don't believe I'll live very long.
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"I'm going back to school," she announced.
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"That is all there is left in life for me, now that my friend has been ruthlessly torn from me.
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In school I can look at her and muse over days departed.
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Behave yourself and do just what your teacher tells you.
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"I'll try to be a model pupil," agreed Anne dolefully.
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"There won't be much fun in it, I expect.
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She is just dull and poky and never seems to have a good time.
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But I feel so depressed that perhaps it will come easy to me now.
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I'm going round by the road.
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I couldn't bear to go by the Birch Path all alone.
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I should weep bitter tears if I did.
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Anne was welcomed back to school with open arms.
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"It's so nice to be appreciated," sighed Anne rapturously to Marilla that night.
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The girls were not the only scholars who "appreciated" her.
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"Diana might just have smiled at me once, I think," she mourned to Marilla that night.
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"Dear Anne," ran the former, "Mother says I'm not to play with you or talk to you even in school.
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It isn't my fault and don't be cross at me, because I love you as much as ever.
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I miss you awfully to tell all my secrets to and I don't like Gertie Pye one bit.
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I made you one of the new bookmarkers out of red tissue paper.
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They are awfully fashionable now and only three girls in school know how to make them.
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When you look at it remember "Your true friend,⁠ "DIANA BARRY.
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"MY OWN DARLING DIANA: "Of course I am not cross at you because you have to obey your mother.
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Our spirits can comune.
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I shall keep your lovely present forever.
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Please excuse mistakes because my spelling isn't very good yet, although much improoved.
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"Yours until death us do part,⁠ ANNE OR CORDELIA SHIRLEY.
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"P. S. I shall sleep with your letter under my pillow to-night.
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"A. or C.S.
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Marilla pessimistically expected more trouble since Anne had again begun to go to school.
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But none developed.
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She was as intense in her hatreds as in her loves.
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One awful day they were ties and their names were written up together.
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When the written examinations at the end of each month were held the suspense was terrible.
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The first month Gilbert came out three marks ahead.
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The second Anne beat him by five.
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It would have been ever so much sweeter to her if he had felt the sting of his defeat.
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In geometry Anne met her Waterloo.
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"It's perfectly awful stuff, Marilla," she groaned.
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"I'm sure I'll never be able to make head or tail of it.
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There is no scope for imagination in it at all.
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Mr. Phillips says I'm the worst dunce he ever saw at it.
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And Gil— I mean some of the others are so smart at it.
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It is extremely mortifying, Marilla.
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Even Diana gets along better than I do.
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But I don't mind being beaten by Diana.
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Even although we meet as strangers now I still love her with an inextinguishable love.
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It makes me very sad at times to think about her.
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But really, Marilla, one can't stay sad very long in such an interesting world, can one?
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Update: Thank to Gaby and her watching the movie, we now know that:
1. Anne only use the formal form ("vous") at the start, but later (we agreed for Chapter XI) she will say "tu" to Marilla and Matthew, and the formal form with everybody else but her classmates. Marilla and Rachel are friends and they use "tu".
2. She likes overstatements and superlatives.
3. We need to translate "green gables" by "les pignons verts" as it is done in the movie.
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Anne of Green Gables (1908)

Written for all ages, it has been considered a children's novel since the mid-twentieth century. It recounts the adventures of Anne Shirley, an 11-year-old orphan girl who is mistakenly sent to Matthew and Marilla Cuthbert, a middle-aged brother and sister who had intended to adopt a boy to help them on their farm in Prince Edward Island. The novel recounts how Anne makes her way with the Cuthberts, in school, and within the town. Since publication, Anne of Green Gables has sold more than 50 million copies and has been translated into 20 languages. It has been adapted as film, made-for-television movies, and animated and live-action television series. — Excerpted from Anne of Green Gables (1908) on Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia.
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CHAPTER XVII.

A NEW INTEREST IN LIFE.

THE next afternoon Anne, bending over her patchwork at the kitchen window, happened to glance out and beheld Diana down by the Dryad's Bubble beckoning mysteriously. In a trice Anne was out of the house and flying down to the hollow, astonishment and hope struggling in her expressive eyes. But the hope faded when she saw Diana's dejected countenance.
"Your mother hasn't relented?" she gasped.
Diana shook her head mournfully.
"No; and oh, Anne, she says I'm never to play with you again. I've cried and cried and I told her it wasn't your fault, but it wasn't any use. I had ever such a time coaxing her to let me come down and say good-bye to you. She said I was only to stay ten minutes and she's timing me by the clock.
"Ten minutes isn't very long to say an eternal farewell in," said Anne tearfully. "Oh, Diana, will you promise faithfully never to forget me, the friend of your youth, no matter what dearer friends may caress thee?
"Indeed I will," sobbed Diana, "and I'll never have another bosom friend—I don't want to have. I couldn't love anybody as I love you.
"Oh, Diana," cried Anne, clasping her hands, "do you love me?
"Why, of course I do. Didn't you know that?
"No." Anne drew a long breath, "I thought you liked me of course, but I never hoped you loved me. Why, Diana, I didn't think anybody could love me. Nobody ever has loved me since I can remember. Oh, this is wonderful! It's a ray of light which will forever shine on the darkness of a path severed from thee, Diana. Oh, just say it once again.
"I love you devotedly, Anne," said Diana stanchly, "and I always will, you may be sure of that.
"And I will always love thee, Diana," said Anne, solemnly extending her hand. "In the years to come thy memory will shine like a star over my lonely life, as that last story we read together says, Diana, wilt thou give me a lock of thy jet-black tresses in parting to treasure forevermore?
"Have you got anything to cut it with?" queried Diana, wiping away the tears which Anne's affecting accents had caused to flow afresh, and returning to practicalities.
"Yes. I've got my patchwork scissors in my apron pocket fortunately," said Anne. She solemnly clipped one of Diana's curls. "Fare thee well, my beloved friend. Henceforth we must be as strangers though living side by side. But my heart will ever be faithful to thee.
Anne stood and watched Diana out of sight, mournfully waving her hand to the latter whenever she turned to look back. Then she returned to the house, not a little consoled for the time being by this romantic parting.
"It is all over," she informed Marilla. "I shall never have another friend. I'm really worse off than ever before, for I haven't Katie Maurice and Violetta now. And even if I had it wouldn't be the same. Somehow, little dream girls are not satisfying after a real friend. Diana and I had such an affecting farewell down by the spring. It will be sacred in my memory forever. I used the most pathetic language I could think of and said 'thou' and 'thee.' 'Thou' and 'thee' seem so much more romantic than 'you.' Diana gave me a lock of her hair and I'm going to sew it up in a little bag and wear it around my neck all my life. Please see that it is buried with me, for I don't believe I'll live very long. Perhaps when she sees me lying cold and dead before her Mrs. Barry may feel remorse for what she has done and will let Diana come to my funeral.
"I don't think there is much fear of your dying of grief as long as you can talk, Anne," said Marilla unsympathetically.
The following Monday Anne surprised Marilla by coming down from her room with her basket of books on her arm and her lips primmed up into a line of determination.
"I'm going back to school," she announced. "That is all there is left in life for me, now that my friend has been ruthlessly torn from me. In school I can look at her and muse over days departed.
"You'd better muse over your lessons and sums," said Marilla, concealing her delight at this developent of the situation. "If you're going back to school I hope we'll hear no more of breaking slates over people's heads and such carryings-on. Behave yourself and do just what your teacher tells you.
"I'll try to be a model pupil," agreed Anne dolefully. "There won't be much fun in it, I expect. Mr. Phillips said Minnie Andrews was a model pupil and there isn't a spark of imagination or life in her. She is just dull and poky and never seems to have a good time. But I feel so depressed that perhaps it will come easy to me now. I'm going round by the road. I couldn't bear to go by the Birch Path all alone. I should weep bitter tears if I did.
Anne was welcomed back to school with open arms. Her imagination had been sorely missed in games, her voice in the singing, and her dramatic ability in the perusal aloud of books at dinner hour. Ruby Gillis smuggled three blue plums over to her during testament reading; Ella May Macpherson gave her an enormous yellow pansy cut from the covers of a floral catalogue—a species of desk decoration much prized in Avonlea school. Sophia Sloane offered to teach her a perfectly elegant new pattern of knit lace, so nice for trimming aprons. Katie Boulter gave her a perfume bottle to keep slate-water in and Julia Bell copied carefully on a piece of pale pink paper, scalloped on the edges, the following effusion:
⁠"TO ANNE

"When twilight drops her curtain down
And pins it with a star
Remember that you have a friend
Though she may wander far."
"It's so nice to be appreciated," sighed Anne rapturously to Marilla that night.
The girls were not the only scholars who "appreciated" her. When Anne went to her seat after dinner hour—she had been told by Mr. Phillips to sit with the model Minnie Andrews—she found on her desk a big luscious "strawberry apple." Anne caught it up all ready to take a bite, when she remembered that the only place in Avonlea where strawberry apples grew was in the old Blythe orchard on the other side of the Lake of Shining Waters. Anne dropped the apple as if it were a red-hot coal and ostentatiously wiped her fingers on her handkerchief. The apple lay untouched on her desk until the next morning, when little Timothy Andrews, who swept the school and kindled the fire, annexed it as one of his perquisites. Charlie Sloane's slate pencil, gorgeously bedizened with striped red and yellow paper, costing two cents where ordinary pencils cost only one, which he sent up to her after dinner hour, met with a more favourable reception. Anne was graciously pleased to accept it and rewarded the donor with a smile which exalted that infatuated youth straightway into the seventh heaven of delight and caused him to make such fearful errors in his dictation that Mr. Phillips kept him in after school to rewrite it.
But as,
"The Cæsar's pageant shorn of Brutus' bust
Did but of Rome's best son remind her more,"
so the marked absence of any tribute or recognition from Diana Barry, who was sitting with Gertie Pye, embittered Anne's little triumph.
"Diana might just have smiled at me once, I think," she mourned to Marilla that night. But the next morning a note, most fearfully and wonderfully twisted and folded, and a small parcel, were passed across to Anne.
"Dear Anne," ran the former, "Mother says I'm not to play with you or talk to you even in school. It isn't my fault and don't be cross at me, because I love you as much as ever. I miss you awfully to tell all my secrets to and I don't like Gertie Pye one bit. I made you one of the new bookmarkers out of red tissue paper. They are awfully fashionable now and only three girls in school know how to make them. When you look at it remember
"Your true friend,⁠
"DIANA BARRY.

Anne read the note, kissed the bookmark, and despatched a prompt reply back to the other side of the school.
"MY OWN DARLING DIANA:
"Of course I am not cross at you because you have to obey your mother. Our spirits can comune. I shall keep your lovely present forever. Minnie Andrews is a very nice little girl—although she has no imagination—but after having been Diana's busum friend I cannot be Minnie's. Please excuse mistakes because my spelling isn't very good yet, although much improoved.
"Yours until death us do part,⁠
ANNE OR CORDELIA SHIRLEY.
"P. S. I shall sleep with your letter under my pillow to-night.
"A. or C.S.

Marilla pessimistically expected more trouble since Anne had again begun to go to school. But none developed. Perhaps Anne caught something of the "model" spirit from Minnie Andrews; at least she got on very well with Mr. Phillips thenceforth. She flung herself into her studies heart and soul, determined not to be outdone in any class by Gilbert Blythe. The rivalry between them was soon apparent; it was entirely good-natured on Gilbert's side; but it is much to be feared that the same thing cannot be said of Anne, who had certainly an unpraiseworthy tenacity for holding grudges. She was as intense in her hatreds as in her loves. She would not stoop to admit that she meant to rival Gilbert in school work, because that would have been to acknowledge his existence which Anne persistently ignored; but the rivalry was there and honours fluctuated between them. Now Gilbert was head of the spelling class; now Anne, with a toss of her long red braids, spelled him down. One morning Gilbert had all his sums done correctly and had his name written on the blackboard on the roll of honour; the next morning Anne, having wrestled wildly with decimals the entire evening before, would be first. One awful day they were ties and their names were written up together. It was almost as bad as a "take-notice" and Anne's mortification was as evident as Gilbert's satisfaction. When the written examinations at the end of each month were held the suspense was terrible. The first month Gilbert came out three marks ahead. The second Anne beat him by five. But her triumph was marred by the fact that Gilbert congratulated her heartily before the whole school. It would have been ever so much sweeter to her if he had felt the sting of his defeat.
Mr. Phillips might not be a very good teacher; but a pupil so inflexibly determined on learning as Anne was could hardly escape making progress under any kind of a teacher. By the end of the term Anne and Gilbert were both promoted into the fifth class and allowed to begin studying the elements of "the branches"—by which Latin, geometry, French and algebra were meant. In geometry Anne met her Waterloo.
"It's perfectly awful stuff, Marilla," she groaned. "I'm sure I'll never be able to make head or tail of it. There is no scope for imagination in it at all. Mr. Phillips says I'm the worst dunce he ever saw at it. And Gil— I mean some of the others are so smart at it. It is extremely mortifying, Marilla. Even Diana gets along better than I do. But I don't mind being beaten by Diana. Even although we meet as strangers now I still love her with an inextinguishable love. It makes me very sad at times to think about her. But really, Marilla, one can't stay sad very long in such an interesting world, can one?