The love that Anne had told Phil was waiting for her surrounded her and enfolded her with its blessing and its sweetness.

Nothing, after all, could compare with old ties, old friends, and old Green Gables! How starry Anne's eyes were as they sat down to the loaded supper table, how pink her cheeks, how silver-clear her laughter! And Diana was going to stay all night, too.

How like the dear old times it was! And the rose-bud tea-set graced the table! With Marilla the force of nature could no further go.
"I suppose you and Diana will now proceed to talk all night," said Marilla sarcastically, as the girls went upstairs.

Marilla was always sarcastic after any self-betrayal.
"Yes," agreed Anne gaily, "but I'm going to put Davy to bed first.

He insists on that." "You bet," said Davy, as they went along the hall.