I would come here and see you and Gilbert with your books and your flowers, and your household goods, and your little family jokes--and your love for each other showing in every look and word, even when you didn't know it--and I would go home to--you know what I went home to! Oh, Anne, I don't believe I'm jealous and envious by nature.

When I was a girl I lacked many things my schoolmates had, but I never cared--I never disliked them for it.

But I seem to have grown so hateful--" "Leslie, dearest, stop blaming yourself.

You are NOT hateful or jealous or envious.

The life you have to live has warped you a little, perhaps-but it would have ruined a nature less fine and noble than yours.