The girl was tall and wore a dress of pale blue print.

She walked with a certain springiness of step and erectness of bearing.

She and her geese came out of the gate at the foot of the hill as Anne and Gilbert passed.

She stood with her hand on the fastening of the gate, and looked steadily at them, with an expression that hardly attained to interest, but did not descend to curiosity.

It seemed to Anne, for a fleeting moment, that there was even a veiled hint of hostility in it.
But it was the girl's beauty which made Anne give a little gasp--a beauty so marked that it must have attracted attention anywhere.