When I turned back into the house this morning after he had gone the solitude struck me like a blow in the face . '' `` It wo n't seem so hard by and by , dear , '' said Anne , who always felt the pain of her friends so keenly that she could not speak easy , fluent words of comforting . Besides , she remembered how well-meant speeches had hurt her in her own sorrow and was afraid . `` Oh , it seems to me it will grow harder all the time , '' said Leslie miserably . `` I 've nothing to look forward to . Morning will come after morning -- and he will not come back -- he will never come back . Oh , when I think that I will never see him again I feel as if a great brutal hand had twisted itself among my heartstrings , and was wrenching them . Once , long ago , I dreamed of love -- and I thought it must be beautiful -- and NOW -- its like THIS . When he went away yesterday morning he was so cold and indifferent . He said ` Good-bye , Mrs. Moore ' in the coldest tone in the world -- as if we had not even been friends -- as if I meant absolutely nothing to him . I know I do n't -- I did n't want him to care -- but he MIGHT have been a little kinder . '' `` Oh , I wish Gilbert would come , '' thought Anne . She was racked between her sympathy for Leslie and the necessity of avoiding anything that would betray Owen 's confidence . She knew why his good-bye had been so cold -- why it could not have the cordiality that their good-comradeship demanded -- but she could not tell Leslie . `` I could n't help it , Anne -- I could n't help it , '' said poor Leslie . `` I know that . '' `` Do you blame me so very much ? '' `` I do n't blame you at all . '' `` And you wo n't -- you wo n't tell Gilbert ? '' `` Leslie !
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