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What sort of things are being said!

Well, Hattie Pringle; you are accused of 'marking down'

her papers just because she is a Pringle.

Here you are said to laugh at the students

when they make mistakes.

What?

Well alright I did laugh when Myra Pringle defined

an alligator as "a large kind of insect".

I couldn't help myself.

Oh dear.

Mr. James Pringle, the father of Jen Pringle claims that there

is no discipline whatsoever at the school since your arrival

and he is circulating a report that you are a "Foundling"

Well, it goes on and on.

Almost every Pringle parent has written the Board demanding,

not requesting, demanding your resignation.

Oh those cantankerous, prejudiced old creatures!

How can anyone possibly succeed against such tactics!

I'm so sorry Anne.

I do feel responsible...

Well, on behalf of the 15 students who aren't Pringles

I am determined to persevere.

Captain Harris has withdrawn his rather substantial financial

support towards the college mortgage and several of the

other Pringle families are threatening to do the same...

I see.

So you want me to resign as well.

Never.

The Board wants you to resign.

I want you to stay here and make these Pringles eat their words.

If money is deemed to be the power behind this institution,

well then you my dear Anne, are going to compensate for every

single penny that's been lost.

But how?

Shall I give up my salary?

Oh no my dear.

Oh no, no, no...

I am going to insist that the Board give you a probationary

term at least until Christmas.

In the meantime might you consider mounting a lavish

benefit concert?

Highlighting a play perhaps directed by Miss Anne Shirley...

It will have to be something with a number of superb roles

in it though.

And strong dramatic content.

The audience will have to be completely overwhelmed.

I think every Pringle parent would gladly pay to see their

daughter's names in the program, don't you think!

Let's see uh, 100 tickets at $25 a ticket why that makes

exactly $2500...

That's an outrageous price!

Do you honestly think anyone would pay for that?

Yes, and all the money will go directly to the school.

You are perfectly ingenious Miss Stacey.

We'll show the Pringles the meaning

of the word "capitalism".

Just a minute Anne, I think that you should have

a look at these old diaries.

Mrs. Stanton, our librarian, and I are preparing a history

of Kingsport and we literally stumbled across

those in the archives.

They were written by Captain Abraham Pringle

the founder of Kingsport.

My dear Anne, if you want to win the game

you have to understand the players.

"I see."

"And so, for the last time the old teacher passed by the cruel

portrait of herself etched in the wall by her former students.

Gertrude glimpsed the old woman's haughty loneliness

as she retreated silently into the garden.

Shortly thereafter they learned that the hand of death

had touched her.

And Gertrude was haunted by the realization that she could

never thank the woman who had silently given her so much.

It was more than she could bear".

At this point in the term I would like to dedicate this

short story to each of you young ladies who have made

the first few weeks here for me so meaningful.

Class dismissed.

What are these girls crying for?

I've been reading them a short story, Miss Brooke.

Good grief-crying over an English lesson!

Miss Brooke is here to discuss my suggestion of a play

and benefit concert.

I think it's scandalous, but my opinion matters little

since the school needs the funds.

Exactly.

I was hoping you would assist me in the coaching, Miss Brooke.

I don't know why you would.

Since I had nothing to do with drawing up

this ridiculous scheme!

The most important question is, then, who shall play the leading

role of Mary Queen of Scots?

I think - We don't want any green horn in the role.

I'm not going to be associated with anything

that isn't successful.

Jen Pringle is the only one I can think of who could

play the part.

No one else has the necessary personality.

I can't deny that Jen has a natural flair for acting.

Then it's all settled.

Why, I think Miss Brooke will make an excellent coach.

And Miss MacKay and Miss Kerr can do the decorations

and I'll see to the hiring of the hall and the band.

Perhaps I can even entice a famous soprano from Fredericton

to sing between acts at no charge!

I trust she'll sing for the creditors

if the whole thing flops!

But, don't say I didn't warn you!

Make your brush stroke move like furious fire, furiously.

shoot out!

Make great big stitches so they won't show.

I implore you!

Don't just stand there like limp rags...

Help me, help me.

Feel it, feel it!

Let go the Queen.

Myra, you're using you upstage hand.

You're hiding your face.

Help me my mistress, have mercy.

Mercy nay I am innocent.

Save me sweet lady.

Will ye slay save me too?

Drag him away, pluck his hands off her.

This scene looks ridiculous.

I am not gonna lower myself any further.

Hattie you're as stiff as a poker!

I can't help it.

I don't want to bruise myself.

If I can go down easily, I will.

You've all seen Essie carrying on.

Now do it this way.

I am innocent, save me sweet lady.

Oh!

...now the Queen she orders the guards to halt.

But the guards drag Rizzio away.

Now Hattie, you try it.

I am innocent, save me sweet lady uh huh, uh huh.

I refuse to play opposite her.

Well, she is the only one who can be remotely convincing

as an Italian musician.

Do what you can Miss Brooke.

Well, don't blame me if the audience leaves.

Once more Hattie, and please relax!

Emmeline!

Emmeline!

What is it, what is it?

We've missed having you in our play.

Oh, I'm so sorry about what happened with your father.

Once everything's calmed down I'm hoping I can get a chance

to speak with him and try to explain.

He isn't here.

He's gone back to Boston.

Oh, Miss Shirley, I've always wanted to do a play...

I've never had much of a chance to do anything.

Papa will never let me come back to this school.

I am to spend the rest of the year with grandmama, alone.

Oh Emmeline...

Perhaps I can get another copy of the play.

I'll coach you at home, if you like.

I'm sure your father will let you come back

to college next term.

I don't think so.

I don't think grandmama will either.

I had to sneak out while she and Aunt Pauline were napping.

Is someone helping you along with your studies?

You don't want to fall behind.

Well, then I shall have to have a chat with your Grandmama.

Will you?

You should hurry along home.

You don't want to get her cross.

And I promise I will come by tomorrow

and I will speak with her.

Oh, it's number 10 Maple Terrace

You won't forget...

Of course not.

Off you go.

Yes?

I should like to speak with Mrs. Harris.

My name is -You can't.

She is ill and won't be disturbed.

Good day.

May I speak with Emmeline Harris, then?

She isn't allowed to have visitors.

Is Captain Harris coming back to - Lives in Boston miss.

Seldom visits here.

Could you tell Emmeline that Anne Shirley came to see her?

Thank you.

My Dear Mrs. Harris: I thought you might be interested in these

diaries belonging to Captain Abraham Pringle, which I found

in the City Archives.

There are some wonderful tributes in here by Captain

Pringle to your late husband, Captain Harris.

I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I did.

Sincerely, Anne Shirley, Kingsport Ladies College.

I have a delivery for Miss Shirley.

Well you're in luck.

I am Miss Shirley.

Thank you.

So then it's tomorrow at noon is it Mrs. Harris...

Miss Shirley Madam.

Mama.

Mama...

Good grief girl you're aggravating!

Miss Shirley.

What?

Miss Shirley!

Saints alive, why didn't you say so in the first place?

So, this is the infamous Miss Shirley.

Come to take her pound of flesh...

How do you do Mrs. Harris?

Far from well.

How much do you want for these diaries?

I hadn't any intention of selling them.

Is there any use in asking you to sit down?

Yes...

thank you.

Who else has seen these?

No one as far as I know.

Then I'm ready to negotiate.

I will give you what you want if you give me your word not

to reveal this monstrosity to the rest of the Pringles.

I was only hoping I might convince you to let me tutor

your granddaughter Emmeline as I understand

that she will not be returning to school.

Oh clever aren't we?

Sugarcoated blackmail!

You want a regular salary to keep you quiet, is that it?

I beg your pardon?

Innocent as doves, cunning as serpents.

You knew when you found that scandalous entry

about my husband it wasn't true.

I couldn't be true!

The rest of the Pringles will be dee-lighted

to believe it won't they?

And make us the laughing stock of Kingsport!

Which scandalous entry?

Oh, so there's more than one, is there?

Pauline.

Josiah Harris' ship was burned and their boats taken.

Harris and the crew nearly starved.

In the end they ate Jonas Selkirk who had shot himself

they lived on him until rescued.

Harris told me himself.

Seemed to think it was a good joke.

On occasion papa would get so angry he'd...

Pauline!

Be quiet!

That is a lie.

My husband never ate anyone dead or alive.

Let alone Jonas Selkirk.

Abraham Pringle wrote that nonsense

to get a rise out of his silly wife.

Amy Pringle was notoriously gullible.

Oh, please Miss Shirley, don't show these to anyone.

Our Pringle relations might publicize it.

We'll do anything!

Ow.

Now Miss Shirley.

How much do you want to 'tutor' my granddaughter?

Oh you've misunderstood me completely.

I'm not threatening you!

I just thought you'd enjoy all the other splendid things

said about your husband.

I never dreamed of telling anyone he was a cannibal.

Well naturally we tend to be a little suspicious of strangers

in Kingsport, perhaps we have misjudged you.

I suppose the child should continue with her studies.

Pauline has no time.

She's busy looking after me.

You won't mention this misunderstanding

to anyone will you?

I'll try to remember not to...

And when do you want to start?

Immediately.

Oh.

If two angles in a triangle are equal to each other, the two

sides opposite these two angles are equal to each other.

Emmeline, why hasn't anyone replaced your spectacles?

Well, papa says I don't really need to wear them

as much as I do.

And Grandmama won't because she's an old skin-flint!

Who gave you those, then?

Mother Superior at the convent in Boston two years ago.

Anyway, I'm only supposed to use them for reading.

You simply cannot use them anymore.

You must have another pair!

I found another copy - Mary queen of Scots!

Oh, her very name just thrills me to my fingertips!

I don't believe she really murdered Darnley, do you?

Shh!

Heaven help you if you wake her up!

I think it's ever so dramatic, don't you?

It's a very challenging role.

We used to have dramatics and music at the convent.

Mother superior said I was quite good at both.

She taught me to play the piano too, you know.

Unfortunately, Grandmama won't let me touch it.

Could we read it together?

I think so.

I'll play all of the other parts and you read Mary.

Let's start here.

"Forgive all evil toward me of all men,

deed or device to hurt me."

Yea, I would not bear one heart unreconciled with mine

when mine is cold.

I will not take death's hand with any soil of hate or wrath

or wrong about me but being friends with this past world

pass from it in the general peace of love.

That was wonderful!

Thank you for bringing me here, Miss Shirley.

This will be our secret place, which you

cannot reveal to anyone.

Grandmama never lets me out alone.

She thinks I'm liable to be "kidnapped by gypsies".

I don't know why she'd care if I was kidnapped.

All she worries about is her aching back and her sore feet.

Now, now.

Old people cling to the way they were brought up themselves.

Secretly she hates me.

She always calls me "the child"

as though I may be "the dog" or "the cat".

If I make a spark of noise she nearly passes out.

She's an old tyrant and someday I'm going to run away forever

and become a real actress.

Why have you never lived with your father?

He's very occupied with his business affairs.

I was at two other boarding schools before I came to this

one, but he brought me here... so I'd be close to Grandmama.

And so he wouldn't have to worry about me.

I'm sure he means to do what's best.

What Jen Pringle said about Papa

hurt you know... because it's true.

"Dear papa. I want so much to return to KLC.

No - I would like to ask you to allow me to go back

to KLC next term.

I was at the top of class before I left.

I'd hoped you'd be proud of my grades.

Please understand it was all a mistake.

I tried to reach you in Baltimore, but I suppose

you never received the letter."

Miss Shirley is here for your tutorial, Miss.

Thank you.

Miss Shirley!

Grandmama will eat you alive.

If we are to have our studies in this room,

I simply cannot tolerate the gloominess any longer.

I have a wonderful surprise for you.

Miss Stacey has lent me a Royal Conservatory programme,

and you can begin today!

I can't.

Grandmama has forbidden me to touch...

Fiddlesticks!

It's high time someone reminded your Grandmama

what a piano sounds like...

And it shouldn't be me.

You can start with these elementary exercises

as a refresher course.

You will be on your own though, but it's a step

in the right direction.

I'll get your textbooks.

Play!

Pauline, come here girl!

We will answer and we will tell them we cannot accept.

Mama wants her stationary Abigail.

Who on earth is making that confounded racket?

That piano isn't meant to be played!

Get away from there, child!

Who gave you permission to play that piano?

I'm sorry Mrs. Harris, but Emmeline must be allowed

to devote some time to musical studies.

I don't believe in young girls playing the piano in public.

It tends to make them bold and forward.

Why, I think perhaps you are wise Mrs. Harris.

However, I'm told that most of the young Pringle girls in

Kingsport have private lessons.

Oh?

You just wouldn't want to be accused of negligence in

Emmeline's proper upbringing?

No.

Who gave you permission to open those windows?

I just wanted your staff to see how dusty this room is.

It needs a thorough going over.

Well, have it your way.

You young people are all so giddy!

Pauline wants to go away and leave me.

It's only for the day Mama.

Only for a day says she!

It doesn't seem to occur to anyone that I'd like a day out

of this confounded wheelchair.

You may not have the use of your legs Grandmama,

but there's nothing the matter with your tongue.

Don't you dare to be impertinent child.

I know a girl died in her sleep after being impertinent.

Pauline, what is it?

Uh, my cousin Louisa is celebrating her wedding

anniversary in Fredericton next week, and I was her bridesmaid

fifteen years ago, and I'd do anything to be there.

Well, if I die alone, while you're away, Pauline,

I leave it to your conscience.

I know what a burden I can be.

Mama please don't excite yourself.

I'm not going to go if you're not willing.

I will excite myself.

Can't I have a little excitement to brighten my dull life...

Oh, oh my back, my back it hurts... close that confounded

window girl!

I feel the draft, Pauline get my afghan and a cushion

for my feet.

Well, you know how people will talk Mrs. Harris if Pauline

doesn't go to the anniversary?

What?

Oh, I'm sure in your long lifetime you've learned

what idle tongues can say.

Well there's no need to throw my age up in my face, girl.

Oh, this town is full of tattering toadies

and don't I know it!

I'm not stopping her.

I left it to her own conscience.

No one will ever believe that excuse.

Miss Shirley and I can even stay with you, Grandmama.

Why, Pauline could probably be there and back in a day!

There's something behind all this isn't there?

Why are you all so set on her going?

Because she's a good kind daughter who needs a day off

now and then.

Never mind your wheedling ways.

Have a peppermint.

Oh... Oh my head.

Oh I've got such a pain in my head and I'm so tired

I can't argue anymore.

I suppose that means I am going to have a stroke.

Oh.

Alright you can go.

But if you catch flu and get sick don't blame me.

Oh thank you Mama, thank you.

You're so good to me!

I wanted to go to cousin Louisa's so much.

Mama... I only have this old black taffeta to wear.

Do you think...

Black taffeta is quite good enough

for Louisa Hilton's wedding.

She'd go dressed in scarlet that one if I let her...

and only waiting till I'm dead to do it.

As long as I'm alive you will be decent Pauline Harris.

Alright Mama.

I'm just going to be glad inside and not even

think about what I'm wearing.

And I'm sure you'll get along

with Miss Shirley splendidly Mama!

I will not take death's hand with any soil of hate or wrath

or wrong about me, but being friends with this past world,

pass from it in the general piece of love...

Well you've all done remarkably well

and deserve multitudes of praise.

Now make sure you have your lines down pat

for next Friday's rehearsal.

Uh and before you go I have one announcement to make.

Mrs. Captain Josiah Harris and her granddaughter Emmeline,

would be pleased to invite you ladies

to a fall picnic tomorrow morning.

Now if you care to attend we will be meeting

at Maplehurst at 10:00am.

Please bring a small gift for Mrs. Harris out of politeness

for her generosity in hosting this event.

You can go home now girls.

It's coming.

It's coming...

They look wonderful.

Quite a reaction from those old diaries, Anne.

Goes to show you how my old students always pull through.

Don't speak too loudly yet!

I just received a letter from Gilbert Blythe.

Seems he's finally in medical school.

I know.

Well, how's he doing?

Well, you know Gilbert's so modest, but a - reading between

the lines I'd say he's at the top of his class.

He wanted to know how you're doing as well.

Well, you may tell him I'm keeping out of mischief.

Come in.

It's only me, Pauline.

Oh, Miss Shirley, how do I look?

Dreadful.

You simply cannot go in that old thing.

I am gonna lend you my best dress.

Oh my dear, no, no, no...

I'm on tenterhooks as it is.

Mama might change her mind.

Oh, don't be silly.

Get up.

Take this black taffeta off...

you can put this on underneath and can change at the party.

But to deceive mama!

You wouldn't want to bring bad luck to a wedding anniversary

in this black thing would you?

No.

Hmm.

Oh! Oh!

Oh, now just a whiff!

Mama won't approve of this.

Oh, apple blossom!

Oh how this reminds me of Adelaide Pringle when she...

Who?

Morgan's wife.

The mother of the child.

She was my first cousin on Mama's side.

I see.

Pauline why does your brother never visit?

Oh, Morgan, he's become just like Papa.

Always ordering people about.

No time for anyone else.

Morgan used to be so robust and handsome and Adelaide used

to love music and parties.

What happened?

Well, it's not Christian to speak of the dead.

Well, how did she die then?

She ran off shortly after the child was born.

And died of consumption.

The Pringles all blamed Morgan, including Mama.

But it wasn't Morgan's fault.

Now Mama won't have anything about that reminds her

of what happened to Adelaide.

That's wrong Pauline.

What makes the people in this town hold such grudges

against one another?

Oh the Pringles have always bickered

a great deal amongst themselves.

We're very polite to each other in public, though.

I've never seen such ridiculous behaviour.

It's absolutely Byzantine!

Well, in any case Pauline Harris, you are going to have

the 'day off' of your life.

Good morning, Mrs. Harris.

Walking as if we owned the world are we?

So I do.

Come along Pauline!

I... I'm ready to go Mama.

Too much colour girl.

You look painted.

Oh no.

It's just I'm flushed.

Well you don't smell respectable drenched in scent.

It's just the tiniest... little... bit of it.

I said drenched and I meant drenched.

Turn around.

Is that a rip under that sleeve?

Uh... no.

Oh, remember your manners and don't forget to cross your

ankles decently when you sit down.

And don't sit in a draft either.

And don't slide down the banisters.

Mama!

Well you did at Nancy Pringle's wedding.

Mama, that was 25 years ago.

What do you think I am?

Go on girl.

Don't stand there jabbering.

Do you want to miss your train?

No, Mama.

And if I'm not here when you come back, remember,

lay me out in my wedding dress.

And mind my hair is crimped!

I don't know how you'll manage her Miss Shirley.

She's such a baby.

I never thought I'd ever get a chance to visit Maplehurst.

Ettie, Ettie Pringle get away from there,

that's Mrs. Harris' carriage.

This is outrageous.

I haven't been outside...

If I catch cold girl, I shall hold you responsible.

Nonsense!

I want you to enjoy the sunshine

and all the beautiful autumn colours.

We'll have a lovely carriage ride and you can criticize

everyone we pass by!

Criticize?

That's a very strange idea Miss Shirley.

That's not Christian.

It's simply not Christian.

What is the meaning of this!

Miss Shirley, I won't stand for anymore of your monkeyshines!

You have such handsome carriages and never use them.

You put them back do you hear!

They've not been out for seven years!

All the more reason to bring them out and use them.

Stop being so selfish.

Good morning girls.

You look lovely!

You bring me back in!

Do you hear?

This is anarchy!

Who are these rabble-rousers?

Oh dear saints above I shall swoon.

I can't stand all this fresh air.

It's such a pretty day, I thought you could host

a picnic for the school.

I don't eat my lunch outside with anyone girl.

I'm not a raggle-taggle gypsy.

Take me in! Take me in!

Hush now, Mrs. Harris; some of these young girls are Pringles.

Pringles?

Yes.

And you don't want them running home and telling tales.

You'll pay for this.

If I catch a chill...

You said you wanted a day off from your

wheelchair anyway Grandmama.

Be quiet!

Good morning Mrs. Harris.

You look awfully chipper.

Thank you Alec McGuinness.

Thank you.

Well, what does it matter if I die anyway?

I've been living on borrowed time for too long as it is.

Such friendly people!

Charming neighbours.

You know I don't approve of your criticizing people my dear.

May I ask is that all your own hair.

Yes.

Every bit.

Pity it's red.

But I believe red is becoming quite popular again.

Thank you.

And another one?

How delightful!

Now, thank you my dear.

This is my gift to you, Emmeline.

Oh, Miss Shirley!

However did you pay for this?

I had some lucky savings put aside.

Oh!

Thank you a million times over!

Some day I'll make it up to you!

Now wasn't that sweet of all these girls to give me gifts?

Yes, it was.

Yes, I rather like your laugh Miss Shirley.

That nervous giggle of Pauline's it gets on my nerves.

Well, I hope she has a wonderful time at the party.

She's probably over eaten and made herself ill.

Like her father, that girl.

Course, he never knew when he'd had enough.

Did I ever show you Josiah's picture, Miss Shirley?

He was very handsome.

Full of heroic spirit, I'd say.

Yes.

He was the handsomest man in Kingsport.

And he adored me.

We consulted each other about absolutely everything.

Mind you, we didn't always agree - no.

He had his fits of temper.

Oh yes, and so did I.

You know what he did when I bought a day-cap he didn't like?

I can't imagine...

He ate it!

Gave him a terrible stomach pain!

Yes, served him right.

He was so irked that I had neglected to consult him!

How could he go away and leave me alone and crippled like this?

Dying was the only thing he ever dared do without consulting me.

Well, it won't be long before we're together again.

There's no one... no man... like him... nowhere... no

This is a degenerate age, Miss Shirley.

What about your son?

Morgan.

Oh, well he managed his money successfully

if that's any merit.

His father spoiled him.

No, he should never have married his cousin.

It was a blessing that poor Adelaide Pringle died dear soul;

Morgan got what he deserved I suppose.

That's a very inhuman attitude for a mother, Mrs. Harris.

Yes, well we're not exactly famous for compassion

Miss Shirley, especially among ourselves.

Anyway they're all waiting for me to die

so they can get their hands on the money.

Perhaps you ought to realize that Emmeline only wants

to be cared for.

Well.

If you have any compassion left in your soul,

you might spend it on her.

Children should be seen and not heard.

You seem to be very broad-minded in your opinions Miss Shirley.

That's the nicest compliment anyone's

ever paid me Mrs. Harris.

Pardon me young man, I was wondering if you would allow my

girls and me the pleasure of a hayride to town in your wagon.

It would be so exciting, but I promise you...

Mama, Mama!

You'll simply have to go.

Good-bye.

Mama, Mama.

What's happened?

Mama are you alright?

You're wearing a hat.

Mama I can't remember the last time you wore a hat.

Pauline will you calm yourself.

You sound hysterical.

You've seen me wear a hat often enough girl.

Miss Shirley suggested an Al Fresco lunch

it was most enjoyable.

I've been so anxious about you mama.

I was worried sick the entire party.

Will you stop fluttering girl!

You fidget me.

Pauline, did you have a good time at your wedding party?

Oh my yes.

Oh, Louise sent you her bouquet Mama.

The flowers were wonderful.

The parlour was a bower...

Like a funeral I suppose...

And the minister married Cousin Louise and Maurice over again.

Sacrilegious...

And Molly and Emily send their love.

Oh and Emily has the most delicious baby.

You speak as though it was something to eat.

Babies are common enough.

Babies are never common.

Each one is a miracle.

Well I had two of them.

I didn't see much that was miraculous about either of them.

Mama you're so bright and cheerful today.

However did you two get along Miss Shirley?

I let her have her head and we got on well enough.

I don't care what the Pringles say...

I think you're quite good looking.

Thank you.

Oh good grief!

Well, well.

Little Bo Peep has lost her sheep and doesn't

know where to find them.

Good day Miss Kerr.

After this I shall be surprised at nothing.

Leave them alone and they'll come home bringing

their tails behind them.

Get those sheep and that wagon out of here!

Papa!

Emmeline you were told to stop wearing those ridiculous

spectacles outside.

Your eyesight will never improve if you constantly wear them.

Yes Papa.

But Miss Shirley gave me these new ones and...

Go inside.

I mean immediately.

But...

Hurry up.

Young man whose fault is this?

Is this your wagon?

Thank you.

We had a marvellous time.

Miss Shirley...

May I have a word with you?

You run along, Miss Kerr.

I'll catch up.

Yes, Sir.

It seems that each time we meet catastrophe lies in my way.

Well then perhaps you ought to get out of the way.

I get annoyed when people treat my instructions lightly,

Miss Shirley.

I gave explicit order that my daughter was to have no further

association with Kingsport Ladies College.

Would you mind telling me what the devil you're doing here?

We've been on a country picnic, sir.

Hosted by your mother.

My mother?

She authorized taking out all of those carriages

and inviting all those girls?

...no sir.

I did.

And as she had nothing better to think about than herself,

I felt it was high time someone tried to help her.

Then you really are as insane as

all the rumours I've heard about you.

What have you heard?

You wouldn't want to know.

Yes I would!

The Pringles have labeled you the madcap English professor.

Someone said you had written the most ridiculous story they had

ever read published by... uh... something or other

Reliable Baking Powder Company?

And that you were the silliest, redheaded,

mouse of a schoolmistress they'd ever known.

Thanks to you, I was very nearly fired!

There's a logical explanation behind everything, but you

people really are the most narrow-minded, self-centred,

quarrelsome group I have ever encountered!

I'd like to poison your entire clan!

You can't stand to see anyone succeed other than yourselves.

Oh, I'm sure you're all gloating over who will fly the victory

banner at the end of this year!

Well, you have not got the better of me yet!

Whoa, whoa.

Come back here.

You're upset by what the Pringles think of you?

I don't care to discuss it, if you don't mind.

I'm sorry.

You're afraid the Pringle rumours might reinforce

my conclusions about you...

Your conclusions?

Don't flatter your self!

You might be interested in listening to what I actually

had to say in your defence!

You ought to look around and see if there's anyone

you would like to listen to better than yourself!

I took it upon myself to see that this was delivered to you.

I'm sure you're far too busy to forward a change of address

to your daughter.

If you weren't so self-absorbed, sir, you'd realize there's

a little girl who desperately loves you.

You can go.

Morgan!

Miss Shirley!

Wait!

Morgan, I'll be right back.

Miss Shirley!

Oh, Miss Shirley, thank goodness you didn't let mama see me

getting out of that fellow's carriage!

Pauline, you're positively trembling!

Oh! It was heavenly!

I simply have to tell you everything!

Isaac Kent drove me home!

He used to be an old beau of mine.

Well... no.

Hardly an old beau.

He never had any real intentions, but we used to

go driving round together.

He... ah... he... paid me a compliment.

He said..."

your hair looks as mush like molasses taffy as it ever did."

I hope there wasn't anything improper in him saying that!

Nothing whatsoever!

OH.

He asked me to go driving again.

Heaven knows what mama's going to say, but... I don't even care!

Louisa and I... walked all around the old house.

Remembered all of the summers we had spent together as

girls... some of the lilac bushes that we planted years ago...

I don't know... I've just never had such a wonderful day!

Pauline, I'm so pleased!

How can I ever repay you?

I just wish you didn't have such a difficult time here.

Oh, I don't even mind coming home, somehow.

Morgan's here for a few weeks on business.

I hope it will be just like old times.

Mama needs me.

And it's nice being needed, isn't it?

Oh!

Thank you, Miss Shirley!

You keep the dress.

Heaven knows, you might get to wear it again!

God bless you!

You've done more than you'll ever know!

Kingsport Ladies College, Miss Brooke Speaking.

Why good afternoon, Mrs. Pringle...

Sore throat?

Tonsillitis! Good heavens!

I hope it isn't serious... It's not contagious is it?

Oh I see...

No, no...

but... no we understand completely.

One must not interfere with a doctor's orders.

I agree with you Mrs. Pringle.

I appreciate your giving us sufficient notice...

Thank you...

Good-bye.

Jen Pringle will not be performing this evening.

You can't be serious?

Not after all this effort.

We shall simply have to return the tickets and put it off.

Until when?

We can't afford to re-book the hall.

And what about the band?

I still have to pay for them.

Well Muriel Stacey I told you it was foolish to get up a play

this time of year.

Don't blame me.

Jen Pringle is in no more danger of tonsillitis than I am.

This is a deliberate device to ruin the play

to try and get rid of me.

That's an awfully sour attitude!

What do you intend to do?

Read it yourself?

That would ruin it... Mary is the entire play!

We are not postponing anything.

I'll be back in an hour.

Carry on as we planned until you hear from me.

Miss Shirley.

I would like to speak to Captain Harris, please.

I am sorry he's busy in the study.

And I regret to say he won't be disturbed...

I am sorry Annabel; but this is a matter

that goes beyond regret.

Come in!

I'll look at the shipment in Boston.

On Monday.

Alright.

I apologize for interrupting you so rudely Sir.

I'll be brief.

Because you've withdrawn your financial support from the

College, we have been attempting to raise the balance of our

operating costs through the production of a benefit concert

scheduled for this evening.

Now our concert is threatened because Jen Pringle, our leading

performer has called in ill at the last minute.

Emmeline knows the part cold, we've been studying it together.

This opportunity would mean everything to her.

I know what you think of me, my methods and the school!

But, I beg of you to let her perform with us tonight.

I take it then you job is on the line?

I intend to see this through, Sir.

You had no business interfering here, Miss Shirley.

Emmeline is far too easily influenced for her own good.

But under the circumstances I...

...I feel I owe you an apology for some of the things I said

the other day and for the trouble I've obviously caused.

I meant no harm.

Please.

That was my own fault.

Perhaps I reacted hastily taking Emmeline out of school.

Pringles like to throw their weight around this community.

You might say I took Emmeline's expulsion

as an attack on myself.

But I...

I thought you supported the general consensus.

Please...

Don't lump me in with that lot.

Kingsport is a very insidious town.

I am grateful to you for your insights, Miss Shirley.

Emmeline may go.

Emmeline may go?

Emmeline may go.

Oh.

Thank you Sir, I'm just dizzy with gratitude.

Sorry...

Miss Shirley, Miss Shirley.

You and Emmeline hurry along.

The Pringles will be sharpening their knives.

Thank you.

Forgive all evil toward me of all men Deed or device to hurt me

Yea I would not bear one heart unreconciled With mine

when mine is cold I will not take death's hand With any soil

of hate or wrath or wrong about me, but being friends with this

past World, pass from it in the general peace of love...

Thank you.

Thank you all so much for your... well... overwhelming

support for this evening's benefit.

I would now like to introduce to you, KLC's brilliant,

young English professor.

An individual who has overseen every last inch of this

production and whose inspired direction has brought forth

such magnificent performances from your daughters.

Miss Anne Shirley!

Miss Shirley, on behalf of the King's County Board of

Education, it gives me very great pleasure

to present you with this cheque.

The proceeds of this evening's exciting event made out to the

Kingsport Ladies College in the amount of two thousand,

five hundred dollars!

Thank you ladies and gentlemen.

It would be impossible for me to speak without having by my side

the three other energetic supporters of tonight's event.

Miss Kerr, Miss MacKay, and especially our beloved

principal, Miss Katherine Brooke; who have all worked so

tirelessly on this production.

It was with great trepidation that I began my year here

at Kingsport Ladies College.

And I owe an enormous debt of gratitude to my fellow teachers

and to the parents of my students who all tried to make

me feel so at home during my first few weeks in Kingsport.

I have grown to love and respect all of our girls at KLC

and have found many kindred spirits among them.

If we have opened your hearts this evening and entertained

you even a little, we have succeeded.

Thank you all for your very fine support.

I can't thank you enough for what you've done for my Myra.

She's gotten along better this term than she has

in a long time.

She's a... joy to teach!

Thank you!

I just hope they all realize what a jewel you are, my dear.

I know some of the other Pringles have been abominable,

but I don't care what they say.

You can board with me next term!

Thank you for the invitation!

I had a teacher just like you when I was a girl.

You brought back so many memories!

Congratulations, my dear!

Thank you for your kind support.

Papa... Papa... What did you think?

You were an angel that stole away everyone's heart,

including mine.

Come back to earth now for a little while.

It all feels like a dream.

Thanks, I'm glad you enjoyed it.

Emmeline.

Oh, you were wonderful.

Thank you!

Looks like you single-handedly routed the entire Pringle clan.

Well, let's just say the winds of persecution have blown over.

Thank you, Sir.

This has meant a great deal to me.

I'll never forget it as long as live.

Nor will I.

Goodnight Emmeline.

Miss Shirley!

I'd like you to go on tutoring my daughter so she'll be

caught up when she returns to the college.

I'm prepared to make it worth your while.

Only if you put my wages back into supporting the college.

You're asking me to renegotiate.

Yes.

You have a deal!

Thank you!

Good night Emmeline.

Good night.

Miss Brooke generously left the light on for us!

She must be in a good mood!

Settle down.

I'll be along shortly to tuck you girls in.

Isn't that ring around the moon enchanting?

I've seen a good many moons in my time.

You haven't seen this one.

Sit down!

Let's let it just soak into our souls.

Wasn't it a marvellous evening?

Don't make a fool out of yourself, please.

It was thought in ancient times that when a man and a woman sat

under such a moon, they would be bonded together

in love for eternity.

Love... if I died tomorrow, not one living soul would miss me.

What is it you want, Anne Shirley?

To be your friend.

I don't have friends.

I don't have your notable gift for doing the queen act - always

saying the right thing to everyone.

You say you like people to be frank?

Well I'm going to be frank.

It's your own fault that no one likes you!

Katherine Brooke, you are all prickles and stings!

I know I'm unsocial and people hate me.

Do you think it doesn't hurt that I'm always neglected

and overlooked at social functions?

I'm sorry.

I've never been able to swallow all the snubs and pokes

I've received during my life.

I remember every single one.

For fifteen years I had to endure relatives who cared as

little for me as my dead parents!

I lived in third-rate boarding houses that froze in winter

and stank in summer!

I've worn their cast-off clothes!

Fortunately, I had my grades.

I made it through college and I paid back every cent!

Oh yes, I'm independent now.

The truth is, I hate teaching!

But there's nothing else I can do!

Look at you.

Little messenger of optimism.

But how long will it last?

Five?

Maybe ten years before you wither

inside of this... endless monotony.

Prepare to join the ranks of cold, uninteresting spinsters

who have chosen a professional career, Anne Shirley!

"...and in particular, the performance of Emmeline Harris

who was so convincing in the role of the young queen.

The audience was so unexpectedly moved.

It is our opinion that this proficient group of young

actresses must establish a permanent dramatic society.

The Kingsport Examiner eagerly awaits their next production."

And on that note of praise, I hope you all perform

as triumphantly on your term exam next Friday.

Class dismissed.

Emmeline!

I'd like to apologize... for the... inconvenience

that I caused you, Miss Shirley.

We're all glad to see that your health

has improved... so quickly.

Yes.

I think that the doctor was overly concerned.

I hope I may stay in the dramatic society - if you're

going to continue.

Oh. We couldn't do without you.

Oh, thank you, Miss Shirley!

Oh - my mother wants to know if you'd like to help

with the annual hospital bazaar.

If you have the time.

Tell your mother I'd be flattered!

Good afternoon girls.

Oh Anne.

Hello.

The Board was totally enthralled.

Better than that...

they were absolutely floored when they received

Captain Harris' cheque.

They want to renew your contract for five years!

Five years!

I'm not sure I could last that long.

Well, I think that you ought to write a book about it.

Oh Miss Brooke isn't it wonderful!

Authors are such kittle kattle.

I wouldn't trust your description of any of us.

Here, these came for you.

Thank you.

Oh!

Thank you again.

I would like to return the favour.

I'd be pleased to have you escort my family

for a short visit to Boston when I return in a month.

Sincerely, Morgan Harris.

Oh, they're beautiful!

Pauline Harris you don't know if you're coming or going girl.

Move that hatbox.

Not up there girl you'll brain me.

It's not safe up there either.

Put it back girl, put it back!

Lower the blind, it needs to be just about one inch lower.

Oh Pauline... Pauline.

Now you've done it!

All that light makes my headache worse.

I'm sorry Mama.

Well, you've got your colour back Mrs. Harris;

you must be feeling better.

I am completely worn out with all the worry

and motion sickness.

My stomach is dropping out of me.

Why I ever listened to you and came on this trip

in the first place...

Now, now... we're almost there.

Perhaps you'd like some lunch Pauline.

We are not hungry.

Can they make a decent cup of tea on this contraption?

I'd rather drink mud than the tea that some people make.

Yes Mrs. Harris.

I'll see what I can procure.

...and see that they wash the cup out properly.

I don't mean to be a trouble to anyone... but the way I'm feeling

I don't think I'll be here much longer.

Then perhaps you'll appreciate me.

Poor Aunt Pauline.

Oh well, grandmama will sleep for days once we get there.

I can hardly wait to see Papa's new house.

I've only ever heard of how wonderful it is.

I've a feeling we're all here on approval.

Papa thinks very highly of you, Miss Shirley.

He said so.

Hello, how is mother?

She allowed us to order her a cup of tea.

However, she is throwing out complaints

at the speed of this train.

If we like your new house in Boston Papa,

can Miss Shirley and I stay with you?

Hmm, I don't know if Boston's large enough

for two sophisticated ladies.

Going from Avonlea to Kingsport was an adventure Captain.

I assure you this will be an epoch in my life.

Well, I'm sure you and Boston will make quite an impression

on each other.

If I can remember not to look as backward as I feel.

All this moving about...

my neuritis is agony and nobody cares what I suffer.

Mother...

So this is what you've been wasting my money

on Morgan Harris.

I didn't invite you all the way to Boston to carry on like this!

It isn't fair, Morgan.

It simply isn't fair!

The child had got to come back and live with you!

I can't afford the expenses and I simply

can't stand the trouble!

Pauline has got quite enough to do - Oh, I don't mind mama -

Please don't contradict me!

Don't be so demanding!

She's back in school, besides I thought

you enjoyed having her with you!

I am 79 years of age, my boy, and I can't be bothered

with the child.

You've got this enormous house!

It all comes out of your father's estate, doesn't it?

Huh?

I have every right to be 'demanding'!

Why don't you get married again?

I haven't the temperament for it.

I suppose no one would take you!

Mind your own business, mother!

Of course, I realize my opinions don't matter any longer.

I might just as well be dead.

Then you can have the rest of the money!

Please don't say that, mama - will say it!

You're two ungrateful children!

How many times have I sat up at night, nursing you?

When you were little?

Sometimes I thought you'd never live to see the dawn!

A mother's sacrifices are soon forgotten.

Mama.

Please come to bed.

It's just the strain of being -

Saints above, Pauline! Will you keep out of this?

Now listen to me, Morgan.

I am not going to bed until you give me a decisive answer.

Face up to your responsibilities and behave like a man!

All right!

I shall look into making the arrangements as soon as I can.

Well.

That's better.

Goodnight?

Goodnight, Morgan.

You can't rely on that boy to stay in the same line for two

minutes together.

He'll toss that child back in my lap as sure as sure can be.

And what do you think of my son's lack of responsibility?

I quite agree!

Goodnight, Miss Shirley!

Please... don't get up.

I just wanted to say what a lovely evening this has been.

And thank you for giving me such a wonderful opportunity.

I apologize for mother's behaviour.

In her condition, sarcasm is her one relief.

It's her Pringle nature...

I suppose.

I'm surprised you've put up with all this Kingsport nonsense

as well as you have.

Well, it has been a challenge...

As well as a very good experience.

Oh, I desperately miss my Green Gables though.

Watching the home lights flicker across the pond

at night... Marilla waiting for me on the veranda.

Probably sounds very foolish to you.

Can't escape your wholesome Island upbringing...

It must feel very empty living in this vast house all alone.

Well, it's an investment really.

I'm away so frequently.

What is it that keeps you away from Kingsport?

Keeping occupied with the all-consuming problems

of my business.

Running away...?

No. Perhaps holding out for a reason to return.

Well, I hope you've found one.

I'm very grateful to you for all your hospitality.

Well, I'm very grateful to you for the pleasure

of such high spirits.

Goodnight.

Goodnight Morgan Harris.

Anne Shirley, I hope we shall see you often

when I return to Kingsport.

Let's try a new one, shall we?

Yes!

Do you think this makes me look older, papa?

Oh, yes, Emmeline.

We can't make up our minds which of these hats

look more sophisticated!

Neither can I.

We'll take all of them.

Papa!

Here she is.

The great lady of the West Indies.

She's magnificent!

What does "Mistral" mean, papa?

It means a "rough, cold wind".

Oh no, Captain.

It should be Christened after a delicious, perfumed wind.

Like a zephyr.

Then I shall name the next one the Zephyr in your honour!

...and the excursion to Boston all seems like a dream somehow.

Emmeline, who has had such a forsaken life up to now

has blossomed and I feel Captain Harris now recognizes

the treasure he didn't know he possessed.

I am a little weary of living out of a trunk though

and I long to feel the summer loveliness of home.

I miss you both so very much.

With all my heart.

Anne.

She's plain worn out if you ask me Marilla.

I'm not surprised, the way girls roam the earth now

is something terrible.

It reminds me of Satan in the Book of Job going to and fro

and walking up and down.

I don't think the Lord ever intended it...

What is to be will be Rachel.

And what isn't to be sometimes happens.

Riches are all very well Marilla.

But if Anne prefers the handsome unknown to Avonlea.

Well, there's nothing more to be said.

It's in the hands of Providence.

I enjoyed your company in Boston.

I hope the term is continuing well in Kingsport and Emmeline

is caught up now in her studies.

Thank you again.

Sincerely, Morgan Harris.

Anne Shirley.

What in heck are you doing here?

Gil?

You're the very last person I'd ever expected to meet out

here on a day like this!

C'mon.

The Royal Academy of Physicians is convening here this weekend

and I'm here as a delegate.

You must be proud of yourself.

Not as proud as I was of you when I read that clipping

Miss Stacey sent me about the success of your play.

That's sweet of you Gil.

It's so good to see you.

Well I was actually hoping we'd run into each other.

I wasn't sure whether you'd be happy to see me or not, so I..

Happy?

I can't begin to express my happiness!

Let me look at you.

Oh yes.

Do I look like a young medical student now?

Not a bit.

You can't fool me.

You are still the same incorrigible Gil.

Tell me all the Avonlea news.

Have you been back?

Uh, no, I've been spending most of my time

with the Stuarts in Halifax.

Dr. Stuart's a very prominent surgeon.

It's he who arranged for me to attend as his delegate.

You see...

Christine and I are engaged.

It's set for next summer.

I'm so happy for you Gil.

I guess that's why I wanted to see you so much; to apologize

for being such a fool last summer.

You know, I think I understand now what you meant.

I meant what I said too and I won't ever forget you.

You turned out as I always imagined you would.

Doesn't it seem like yesterday we were off to Queen's

and vying for those scholarships.

I suppose you've kept up your writing.

Not really...

I've been busy and well Publishers aren't interested

in those kinds of stories.

Well I wouldn't give up altogether.

You know I always thought you should write a book

about Avonlea.

Change the name, of course, or Rachel Lynde would think

she was the heroine.

Avonlea is the dearest place in the world, I don't think

it's an interesting enough setting for a story.

Well, I intend to take Christine back to the Island with me

and set up my practice there.

Dr. Stuart has a lot of pull in Halifax and would like us

to live there, but I don't want any handouts.

Besides, any other place just wouldn't seem like home to me.

No, of course.

The Board of Governors at the college just offered

me a five-year contract...

That's wonderful.

You've certainly won your way into the hearts

of this affluent old town.

You won't be lonely.

I'll survive.

Well I ought to go.

Train leaves at 5:30.

Aw, no. Really?

Oh... Uh I was going to uh mail this but...

A note just isn't the same.

Thanks Gil.

Good-bye Anne.

Good-bye Gil.

Don't forget me.

Gil!

Gil!

Thank you, Good-bye.

Good-bye Anne.

Miss Shirley would you help us arrange all these garlands

and bunting?

This is a hopeless mess!

What's the matter Mrs. Pringle?

Not one of these nitwits has as much artistic ability

you have in your baby finger.

Ladies I'm putting Miss Shirley in charge here.

Let me see.

I suggest you gather it up in a rosette like this

and then we'll hang them with the festoons afterwards.

We were all so impressed with your production

at the college Miss Shirley.

Thank you.

And to think how you transformed Morgan Harris' little girl.

He's hardly had anything to do with the poor child

since she was born.

Such a tragedy when his Adelaide died...

She was a rare beauty.

Old Mrs. Harris and mother Pringle are first cousins.

And I know how the Harrises have cut themselves off

from everybody.

It was Morgan's fault though, she ran away and left him.

Terrible reputation with the ladies.

They say Adelaide really died of a broken heart.

I'm sure that he's felt so guilty all these years

that he can't stand the sight of the child.

More than likely it's the old lady he can't stand.

Well I know for a fact that he has been seeing Elvira Evans...

Standard Oil Fortune from Boston.

She has been staying for the last two weeks at Maplehurst

or so my sister-in-law tells me.

You've gotten to know Cousin Morgan haven't you Miss Shirley?

Yes.

We've met on several outings.

He's very charming.

We're going to give Miss Evans a tour of the old town this

afternoon, Emmeline.

"Dear Miss Shirley, please accept our congratulations

on your book entitled 'Avonlea Vignettes'.

Enclosed is our cheque for two hundred and fifty dollars

as advanced against our royalties -"

Anne!

Anne?

Oh, hello.

Anne, I was hoping I'd run in to you.

We've missed having you back at Maplehurst.

I can imagine it must be very difficult for you to get away

from your important guest.

Yes, it is.

But please -

Don't apologize. I understand.

Good day, sir.

May I offer you a ride back to the college?

No, thank you.

What's nagging you, Miss Shirley?

You're behaving rather like a spinsterly old school marm,

don't you think?

Perhaps that's because I am one!

I say that with admiration!

That was a compliment.

I am a great proponent of independent thinking.

Moreover, I have always held that early marriages are a sure

indication of second rate goods that had to be sold in a hurry.

Wouldn't you agree?

Well you can be sure I am of the first rate kind, Morgan Harris,

and I certainly have far greater ambitions than marriage.

All that you are insinuating is nagging me.

I about to have a short work of fiction published!

I am afraid it has me completely occupied!

Well, let me offer my congratulations!

Good day!

Anne... Anne!

I am sorry.

I ought not to have such a back handed invitation.

I've been meaning to ask mother to invite you back

to Maplehurst.

How gracious of you!

But my schedule is so jam packed, I am sure I won't be

able to squeeze it in.

I take it you'll attend

the hospital benefit tomorrow evening?

Yes.

I'm working as a volunteer.

I shall look forward to seeing you there.

Would you do me the honour, Miss Shirley,

of reserving me waltz on your card.

Of course.

I'd be pleased to, Morgan Harris.

Thank you.

If I have a waltz space free!

Well, what do you think?

You look like a Gibson magazine cover!

Perhaps some romantic artist will fall for you

and ask to paint your picture...

Oh, miss Shirley!

I'm gonna wear my hair just like that when I turn eighteen!

You darlings!

Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery.

Would you run along and see if my cab is here?

Thank you!

My, my... Going to London to visit the queen, are we?

Are you not capable of saying anything pleasant?

No.

I haven't your talent for pretending things.

You take my breath away with your compliments.

You always have some secret delight, don't you?

Don't deceive yourself!

You'll never be one of them!

Despite you flaunting your string of pearls and making

a spectacle of yourself.

Morgan Harris is a man of status and achievement.

And you, my dear, are nothing better than a teacher.

I don't know what you mean, but I honestly

feel sorry for you, Katherine.

You shut out every spark of happiness around you.

I will not be poisoned by your bitterness!

You are good luck Anne Shirley.

This is the largest number of tickets we've ever sold

for the hospital.

Well, I enjoy helping out any which way I can Mrs. Pringle.

Don't get stuck behind that table all night.

Be sure to get a dance.

I will.

You took the teacher's course at Queen's.

Shirley, isn't it?

Anne Shirley.

Yes.

Lewis Allen.

I remember you won the Avery scholarship

and Gilbert Blythe won the Gold Medal.

Yes that's right.

Pleased to know you.

What do you do now, Lewis?

I'm the principal of Richmond Public School.

Not the most adventurous place in the world, but uh I've done

alright for myself, compared to a lot of others from Queen's.

Do you dance as well as you boast?

Better.

Morgan Harris certainly upstaged the Pringles

with that Evans woman.

They say she's a perfect cat.

Worth millions though.

I've met her and believe me it will take all his gold

to gild a pill like her.

A match of adjoining bank accounts, to be sure.

Anne! Anne!

Good evening Sir; or rather Goodnight.

Goodnight?

You promised me a waltz.

I'm sorry.

My card was full all evening.

You needn't feel obligated to patronize

the local schoolteacher.

I'm sure you've paid handsomely for your tickets.

Wait a moment, let me explain.

Please don't spoil the evening for your guest

by causing a scene.

Anne.

Where are you going?

I'm quite exhausted.

Please don't complicate matters by making excuses.

Elvira Evans is a business associate.

For the past year I have been liquidating the last of her

father's shipping estate.

Bringing her to Maplehurst was a gesture of hospitality.

The conclusion of a lengthy transaction.

I know when I'm being conveniently excluded.

It isn't that at all.

Be reasonable.

Why should I.

I have no ulterior motives.

You're acting as fickle-minded as a breeze.

We all go on about you.

Even Mother.

She absolutely adores you.

Under the circumstances how could I have invited you

this evening?

I certainly wasn't fishing for an invitation.

Perhaps it's my wholesome Island upbringing, but I have

no intention of becoming "fancy's fool"!

I would like you to come back to Maplehurst.

Indeed I don't know why.

As Emmeline's governess perhaps?

I'll save you the trouble of asking.

I won't lose you Anne Shirley.

Let go of me.

Please, I would... oh!

Morgan Harris, oh I'm awfully sorry, but you grabbed me.

I want to ask you to marry me.

What did you say?

I'm in love with you.

You really mean that don't you.

My life on it.

I only know I could never bear to lose you.

Would you do me the honour of giving me your hand in marriage?

Anne, what is it?

I do care a great deal for you and Emmeline.

But I can't.

What do you mean?

I mean that for five glorious seconds I really thought

perhaps I could marry you.

I used to dream of a moment like this.

Now, I can't describe it, I need to go home.

You could go back for summer holidays.

Rent one of those big old places on the Gulf.

Not the same thing...

is it?

No.

Look at you.

You're out here without even your coat on!

You'll catch your death.

We should go back in.

I still have a waltz free.

Alright?

Let's give those old ladies something to gossip about.

Come in...

Why Mr. McGuinness, what is it?

You must come quickly to Maplehurst, Miss.

Everyone's worried.

Mrs. Harris has kept silent all week.

Silent?

Something must be dreadfully wrong.

She took a bad spell just after Papa left.

Now she won't eat or drink and poor Aunt Pauline is beside

herself to know what we should do.

Miss Shirley thank goodness you've come.

I'm afraid that she's slipping away...

and it's all my fault.

Isaac Kent wants me to... to... marry

him... practically.

He's asked me to join the Presbyterian Church

choir league.

Mama hates Isaac as much as she did fifteen years ago when she

set the bull terrier on him for coming around to see me.

I don't think she'll forgive me.

I'm so afraid she's going to die...

You must choose between them, Pauline.

Oh, I don't think I can live without him!

Don't be frightened now, you must accept!

Oh, Miss Shirley!

You've always been able to smooth things over with mama.

Please try to get her to forgive me?

Oh it's you is it?

Mrs. Harris please hear me through patiently...

I'm always patient... very patient.

I want you to know that Pauline is greatly troubled.

She is of the opinion that she should accept Isaac Kent's

hand in marriage.

I thought there was some foolishness between her

and that ridiculous fellow!

In your heart you must know it's the right thing to do.

The truth is, Pauline needs your forgiveness if she's

ever gonna be happy.

I advised her to be married.

And I beg of you to let her go.

If you've managed to get Pauline to accept that Isaac Kent

you've accomplished more than I thought was humanly possible.

At least I shan't have to climb down and tell him to take her.

"I withhold not my heart from any joy..."

That is Bible authority for you.

My dear, Man is born into trouble

as the sparks fly upwards...

Job 5 verse 6 Miss Shirley.

Pauline... come... here... girl!

No one can deny Margaret Pringle Harris' place as a cornerstone

of our community.

It is with great remorse that we turn her spirit

over to her master.

Though our hearts be troubled with this grave loss,

we must remind ourselves of the fleetingness of our own lives

and that some day we shall rejoice with Margaret forever

in the hereafter.

Amen.

Good-bye.

Thank you.

You're welcome.

We're going back to Boston, Miss Shirley.

Pauline has accepted Isaac Kent.

I've decided to sell Maplehurst.

How I shall miss you Em.

But we will see each other again soon.

And I promise you I won't ever forget you, just you mind that.

I will.

Good-bye Miss Shirley.

There's no one in the whole world like you.

Please accept my condolences Morgan.

Mother mentioned you before she went.

She was very keen on you.

She was never one to throw away a compliment.

That means a great deal to me.

Will you not reconsider?

I've come very close to reconsidering...

But it isn't any use Morgan.

I'll miss you, Anne.

I hope you rent that big old house on the Gulf someday,

'cause I'll miss you too.

I haven't had a chance to thank you Miss Brooke it's been such

a rewarding year.

Don't be ridiculous, please.

Where will you be spending your summer holidays?

Here in this fire-trap.

Where did you suppose?

Why stay if you don't like it?

Why... why?

Don't trouble yourself.

You've paid your lip service.

Now good-bye.

I shall see you next term.

I won't be coming back next term.

I've given my resignation to the board and Miss Stacey.

I came here to ask you if you'd like to spend your holidays

with me at Green Gables.

Unless you have somewhere else you're going.

An outburst of charity...

I'm hardly a candidate for that yet.

Katherine Brooke whether you know it or not what you want

is a darn good spanking.

It must have relieved you to say that.

It has.

And I've wanted to say it to you for a very long time.

But I have asked you to come because the very idea

of you spending the summer cooped up in here is indecent.

You asked me because you feel sorry for me.

I am sorry for you.

You shut out life and now life is shutting you out.

Now are you coming or not?

What would you say if I accepted?

I'd say that's the first faint glimmer of common sense

I've ever detected in you.

Alright I accept.

Now you can go through the motions of telling me how

delighted you are and how I'll have a wonderful time.

I am delighted.

But as to a wonderful time that will depend entirely

on you Katherine.

The murder trials in this Boston paper my niece sent me

are real interesting Marilla.

Full of heathen, that place.

I hope Anne will never go there again.

Can you imagine that new minister going on about how he

doesn't believe that all the heathen will be eternally lost!

The idea!

If they won't be, all the money we've been sending to the

Foreign Missions will be completely wasted, that's what!

I wouldn't fret if I were you Rachel.

Goodness knows the world is full of beggars and it's a pretty

pass if we can't help a fellow being in need, Christian or not.

Marilla Cuthbert!

Don't you be buying any junk from those peddlers just

to satisfy your conscience.

Oh it's an ill wind that blows no good.

Come back here you'll kill yourself running.

Oh, Marilla!

Anne Shirley!

I'm home Marilla.

I'm home to stay.

Oh you blessed child!

How I've missed you.

We were looking for you tomorrow.

How did you get from Bright River?

I walked, dearest of Marillas.

We left our luggage at the station.

I got homesick all at once and I wanted to show Katherine

all my old haunts.

Welcome to Green Gables.

Thank you for having me Miss Cuthbert.

Aren't these blossoms fragrant?

Smell them Marilla...

drink them in.

Now enough of that nonsense.

It's you I want to hear about, not drinking in blossoms.

You must be real tired, Katherine.

Come and have a cup of tea on the veranda.

Oh, let's go slowly Marilla.

I've dreamt of this moment all year.

I want to soak it all in.

Not if Rachel has anything to do with it, she'll want to spill

out all the news of Avonlea.

Oh Anne Shirley.

I've got so much to tell you!

There's so much going on in Avonlea.

Oh Rachel, I have so much to tell you!

It's so good to see you again!

Rachel, this is Katherine Brooke.

Rachel Lynde.

How do you do?

Pleased to meet you.

Come on in now...

Green Gables never changes.

That's the beautiful thing about coming home, don't you think?

Katherine?

What's wrong?

Can I help you?

You can't understand!

Everything's always been so easy for you.

I'm caught in a trap.

I - I don't' think I'm ever going to be able to get out!

You don't hate me any longer, do you?

Oh Anne.

Hate has got to be like a disease with me!

I can never lead a normal life, now.

Yes you can!

You'll be quite independent and free here!

When I was a little girl, I remember an old faded print

on my uncle's wall showing a string of camels

around a desert with a palm spring.

I've always wanted to travel and see that place.

To see the Taj Mahal, the pillars at Carnet!

I want to know, not just believe,

that the world is round.

I could never do it on a teacher's salary.

I shall have to go on forever, prating about discipline

and the inexhaustible resources of the dominion!

I always wanted to be your friend, Katherine

spelled with a "K".

Underneath all your prickles, you really are a kindred spirit!

Does life never frighten you with its bleakness,

Anne Shirley?

This is the first place that I've ever been to that feels

like a real... home.

Isn't he perfect?

He is the most perfect baby I've ever seen, Diana.

Every baby is the sweetest and the best.

Before he came I wanted a girl so I could call her Anne.

But I wouldn't exchange baby Fred for a million girls.

If you had an Anne you'd feel the same about her.

Would you like to hold the baby Katherine?

No, no... I've never held a baby in my life.

Never held a baby!

Don't be silly.

I'm afraid of it going to pieces in my arms.

There you are, he's taken with you Katherine.

It feels so good to see you dear folk again.

I want to hear all the Avonlea news.

I've grown a whole inch since you left Anne.

And now that squirt Anthony Pye can't pick on me anymore.

Can't you think of any more interesting news

than that Minnie May!

Did you know that Gilbert Blythe was dying?

Minnie May hold your tongue!

What do you mean Diana?

We didn't mean to tell you so suddenly, Anne.

He took scarlet fever in mid-term.

He picked it up at the hospital in Halifax.

Terrible worn out with school I expect.

They got a trained nurse and everything's been done.

I picked this up at the Post Office.

It's addressed to you.

My... my book!

Well don't sit there shaking like a leaf!

Open it.

Oh Marilla.

This can't be real.

They accepted my manuscript last February with a $250 advance.

You're a great one for secrets.

It's not a classic or a romance or anything important.

Just a humorous book of stories I did about Avonlea

in my spare time last fall.

But it's mine, it's all mine.

"To Marilla and Matthew Cuthbert for their unfailing love and

support and for Gilbert who inspired me with the idea

in the first place."

You do beat all Anne.

Everyone'll think I put you up to it.

That's awful good of you; especially considering Gilbert.

How sick is he really?

It's been a bad case from the start.

No one's heard anything the past week.

He has the Blythe constitution

in his favour though... if God wills it.

Marilla there's a Book of Revelations in everyone's life.

I've been so wrong.. If Gil were to...

...not knowing how I really care.

Oh, there there now.

What would I do without him?

We can't change what God determines.

Jerry Boote... Jerry Boote works for Mr. Blythe.

It must be a sign.

The worst would be more endurable

than not knowing at all.

Jerry! Jerry!

Jerry, wait!

Jerry do you know how Gilbert Blythe is doing?

I think, I think he's bad.

The Blythes are all hoping he's gonna get better.

I don't know.

The doctor figures maybe

he's gonna have a close shave yet, though.

Will you ask Mr. Blythe to give him this for me?

Come with me if you like and give it to him yourself.

Hello Gil.

It's me.

Anne.

I've come to ask you to go for one of our old-time

rambles in the woods.

Wish I could go.

I brought you my book.

I've been published Gil.

I wrote about Avonlea just as you said I should.

Without any "high faulting mumbo jumbo".

I've dedicated the inscription to Marilla

and to Matthew, and... to you.

I was planning on saving it as a wedding gift, and then

I just decided I couldn't wait.

Anne, there's not going to be any wedding, anymore.

You're gonna well again Gil. I know you will.

I called it off.

It wouldn't be fair to Christine.

Oh Gil...

There would never be anyone for me but you.

Oh, Anne, the summer's flown by so quickly.

A schoolteacher really is a slave of time.

I don't know how I'm ever going to go back.

Don't be silly.

There's always another bend in the road.

Bend in the road.

There's no bend in my road.

I can see it stretching out in front of me to the skyline.

Katherine, just look at you.

You're rosy and healthy.

And you hair looks so attractive like that

instead of all pulled back.

Besides, I happen to know of two eligible young men

who've asked about you.

Really?

They're gonna be at the bonfire tonight.

Oh, I wouldn't know what to say to them.

Will you help me, Anne?

They'll just laugh at me and think I'm an old gooseberry.

You give yourself far too little credit.

I wish I had your confidence.

I can believe almost anything of this Green Gables of yours.

Well, mine's full.

I'll be along.

I want to make sure Marilla has three full bushels.

Hello Anne.

Hello Gil.

You're looking very robust.

Well, I... uh... I guess I just made up my mind

I wasn't going to let it lick me.

Care for a stroll down the lane.

I don't think there's going to be many more fine afternoons

like this left in the summer.

I wish I could, but...

Katherine and I, we're off to Alice Penhallow's bonfire

in an hour.

It's the first party I'm taking her to and she's very nervous.

How about I walk you across the pond.

I was really afraid for you Gil, until we heard you

were over the worst.

Well I was lucky I suppose.

I'm not quite my old self yet.

By the time term starts I'll be in fine form.

I'm glad you came back when you did Anne.

It meant a lot to me.

I finally read your book.

It's a fine piece of work.

I knew you could do it.

The Publishers are already planning a second edition.

It was a long lesson to learn, but you were right.

I'm not going back to Kingsport.

I'm gonna stay here at Green Gables and write.

Private girls' school was too rough on you, was it?

No.

It's just that I went looking for my ideals outside of myself.

I've discovered it's not what the world holds for you,

it's what you bring to it.

The dreams dearest to my heart are right here.

Well I hope you keep on dreaming.

It'll be three years before I finish medical school.

Even then there won't be any diamond sunbursts

or marble halls.

I don't want sunbursts or marble halls.

I just want you.