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Anne
sat
long
at
her
window
that
night
companioned
by
a
glad
content
.
The
wind
purred
softly
in
the
cherry
boughs
,
and
the
mint
breaths
came
up
to
her
.
The
stars
twinkled
over
the
pointed
firs
in
the
hollow
and
Diana
’
s
light
gleamed
through
the
old
gap
.
Anne
’
s
horizons
had
closed
in
since
the
night
she
had
sat
there
after
coming
home
from
Queen
’
s
;
but
if
the
path
set
before
her
feet
was
to
be
narrow
she
knew
that
flowers
of
quiet
happiness
would
bloom
along
it
.
The
joy
of
sincere
work
and
worthy
aspiration
and
congenial
friendship
were
to
be
hers
;
nothing
could
rob
her
of
her
birthright
of
fancy
or
her
ideal
world
of
dreams
.
And
there
was
always
the
bend
in
the
road
!
“
‘
God
’
s
in
his
heaven
,
all
’
s
right
with
the
world
,
’
”
whispered
Anne
softly
.