"Taking it easy," indeed--when even Susan hadn't slept a wink all night! Kate Drew always was a minx.
Rilla felt as if she were in some fantastic nightmare.

Were these the people who, three weeks ago, were talking of crops and prices and local gossip?
There--the train was coming--mother was holding Jem's hand--Dog Monday was licking it--everybody was saying good-bye--the train was in! Jem kissed Faith before everybody--old Mrs.Drew whooped hysterically--the men, led by Kenneth, cheered--Rilla felt Jem seize her hand--"Good-bye, Spider"-- somebody kissed her cheek--she believed it was Jerry but never was sure--they were off--the train was pulling out--Jem and Jerry were waving to everybody--everybody was waving back--mother and Nan were smiling still, but as if they had just forgotten to take the smile off--Monday was howling dismally and being forcibly restrained by the Methodist minister from tearing after the train--Susan was waving her best bonnet and hurrahing like a man--had she gone crazy ?--the train rounded a curve.

They had gone.
Rilla came to herself with a gasp.

There was a sudden quiet.

Nothing to do now but to go home--and wait.