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Anne of Green Gables ↳ Masterpost

Matthew and Marilla Cuthbert have decided to adopt an orphan. They want a nice sturdy boy to help Matthew with the farm chores. The orphanage sends a girl instead - a mischievous, talkative redhead who the Cuthberts are sure will be no use at all. But as soon as Anne arrives at the snug white farmhouse called Green Gables, she knows she wants to stay forever. And the longer Anne stays, the harder it is for anyone to imagine Green Gables without her.

Books
Anne of Green Gables | Anne of Avonlea | Anne of the Island | Anne of Windy Poplars | Anne’s House of Dreams | Anne of Ingleside | Rainbow Valley | Rilla of Ingleside

Movies
Anne of Green Gables (1985) | Anne of Green Gables: The Sequel (1987) part 1 | part 2 | part 3 | part 4 | Anne of Green Gables: The Continuing Story (2000) | Anne of Green Gables: A New Beginning (2008) part 1 | part 2

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She turned away from the window. In her white gown, with her hair in its two long braids, she looked like the Anne of Green Gables days … of Redmond days … of the House of Dreams days. That inward glow was still shining through her. Through the open doorway came the soft sound of children breathing. Gilbert, who seldom snored, was indubitably snoring now. Anne grinned. She thought of something Christine had said. Poor childless Christine, shooting her little arrows of mockery.

“What a family!” Anne repeated exultantly.

-Anne of Ingleside

booksandquotes:

Gilbert: To come back at the end of a hard day and find you! Are you happy, Annest of Annes?

Anne: Happy! Gilbert dear, it’s been lovely to be Anne of Green Gables again for a week, but it’s a hundred times lovelier to come back and be Anne of Ingleside.

“How nice to have someone meet you at the end of a journey!” she cried, as she stepped off the train at Glen St. Mary into Gilbert’s waiting arms. She could never be sure Gilbert would meet her … somebody was always dying or being born … but no homecoming ever seemed just right to Anne unless he did. And he had on such a nice new light-grey suit! (How glad I am I put on this frilly eggshell blouse with my brown suit, even if Mrs. Lynde thought I was crazy to wear it travelling. If I hadn’t I wouldn’t have looked so nice for Gilbert.)

-Anne of Ingleside