I had fought a good fight and won--think of it, Anne, WON, against the Great Destroyer.

It's what I dreamed of doing long ago when we talked together of what we wanted to do in life.
That dream of mine came true this morning." "Was that the only one of your dreams that has come true ?" asked Anne, who knew perfectly well what the substance of his answer would be, but wanted to hear it again.
"YOU know, Anne-girl," said Gilbert, smiling into her eyes.

At that moment there were certainly two perfectly happy people sitting on the doorstep of a little white house on the Four Winds Harbor shore.
Presently Gilbert said, with a change of tone, "Do I or do I not see a full-rigged ship sailing up our lane ?" Anne looked and sprang up.
"That must be either Miss Cornelia Bryant or Mrs.Moore coming to call," she said.
"I'm going into the office, and if it is Miss Cornelia I warn you that I'll eavesdrop," said Gilbert.

"From all I've heard regarding Miss Cornelia I conclude that her conversation will not be dull, to say the least." "It may be Mrs.Moore." "I don't think Mrs.Moore is built on those lines.

I saw her working in her garden the other day, and, though I was too far away to see clearly, I thought she was rather slender.