`` LIKE it ! I love it . It is the most beautiful place I ever saw . '' `` I 've never seen many places , '' said Leslie Moore , slowly , `` but I 've always thought it was very lovely here . I -- I love it , too . '' She spoke , as she looked , shyly , yet eagerly . Anne had an odd impression that this strange girl -- the word `` girl '' would persist -- could say a good deal if she chose . `` I often come to the shore , '' she added . `` So do I , '' said Anne . `` It 's a wonder we have n't met here before . '' `` Probably you come earlier in the evening than I do . It is generally late -- almost dark -- when I come . And I love to come just after a storm -- like this . I do n't like the sea so well when it 's calm and quiet . I like the struggle -- and the crash -- and the noise . '' `` I love it in all its moods , '' declared Anne . `` The sea at Four Winds is to me what Lover 's Lane was at home . Tonight it seemed so free -- so untamed -- something broke loose in me , too , out of sympathy . That was why I danced along the shore in that wild way . I did n't suppose anybody was looking , of course .
If Miss Cornelia Bryant had XXXXX me she would have forboded a gloomy prospect for poor young Dr. Blythe . ''
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