But as,

“The Caesar’s pageant shorn of Brutus’ bust

Did but of Rome’s best son remind her more,”

“The Caesar’s pageant shorn of Brutus’ bust Did but of Rome’s best son remind her more,”

so the marked absence of any tribute or recognition from Diana Barry, who was sitting with Gertie Pye, embittered Anne’s little triumph.

“Diana might just have smiled at me once, I think,” she mourned to Marilla that night. But the next morning a note, most fearfully and wonderfully twisted and folded, and a small parcel, were passed across to Anne.