So it may be fairly stated that Miss Stacy's old pupils held their own in the wider arena of the academical course.
Anne worked hard and steadily.

Her rivalry with Gilbert was as intense as it had ever been in Avonlea school, although it was not known in the class at large, but somehow the bitterness had gone out of it.

Anne no longer wished to win for the sake of defeating Gilbert; rather, for the proud consciousness of a well-won victory over a worthy foeman.

It would be worth while to win, but she no longer thought life would be insupportable if she did not.
In spite of lessons the students found opportunities for pleasant times.
Anne spent many of her spare hours at Beechwood and generally ate her Sunday dinners there and went to church with Miss Barry.

The latter was, as she admitted, growing old, but her black eyes were not dim nor the vigor of her tongue in the least abated.