The impulsive, irrepressible heroine of Anne of Green Gables returns in this third book of the popular series. After two years as the local schoolmarm, Anne's ready for college. Although it's hard to venture away from Prince Edward Island, an exciting world awaits in Nova Scotia, promising the thrills of study and scholarship, adventures with friends old and new, and a dash of romance and heartbreak.
Anne's not alone on her journey; Gilbert Blythe, a childhood friend who is in love with Anne, is going to Redmond College, too. Other kindred spirits await on campus, including funny, forthright Philippa Gordon, who shares a darling cottage with Anne and two other chums, their sassy housekeeper, and a spirited stray cat. Four eventful years find Anne writing a prize-winning story, struggling to pay for her education—and perhaps meeting the man of her dreams. She also discovers the true nature of love.
Anne's not alone on her journey; Gilbert Blythe, a childhood friend who is in love with Anne, is going to Redmond College, too. Other kindred spirits await on campus, including funny, forthright Philippa Gordon, who shares a darling cottage with Anne and two other chums, their sassy housekeeper, and a spirited stray cat. Four eventful years find Anne writing a prize-winning story, struggling to pay for her education—and perhaps meeting the man of her dreams. She also discovers the true nature of love.
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“People who haven’t natural gumption never learn,” retorted Aunt Jamesina, “neither in college nor life. If they live to be a hundred they really don’t know anything more than when they were born. It’s their misfortune not their fault, poor souls. But those of us who have some gumption should duly thank the Lord for it.”
“‘I’ve tried the world—it wears no more
The coloring of romance it wore,’”
sighed Anne—and was straightway much comforted by the romance in the idea of the world being denuded of romance!
The coloring of romance it wore,’”
sighed Anne—and was straightway much comforted by the romance in the idea of the world being denuded of romance!
And then—she found herself trembling as if she were reeling back from a precipice. To her came one of those moments when we realize, as by a blinding flash of illumination, more than all our previous years have taught us. She pulled her hand from Roy’s.
