Glossy black hair, brilliant dark grey eyes, faultless features.

And a poet to his fingertips! That sonnet sequence was really a remarkable thing for a lad of twenty to write.

Miss Oliver was no partial critic and she knew that Walter Blythe had a wonderful gift.
Rilla loved Walter with all her heart.

He never teased her as Jem and Shirley did.

He never called her "Spider." His pet name for her was "Rilla-my-Rilla"-- a little pun on her real name, Marilla.