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 ! Do you think I would do such a thing ? '' `` Oh , I do n't know -- you and Gilbert are such CHUMS . I do n't see how you could help telling him everything . '' `` Everything about my own concerns -- yes . But not my friends ' secrets . '' `` I could n't have HIM know .
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