Gilbert stretched himself out on the ferns beside the Bubble and lookedapprovingly at Anne. If Gilbert had been asked to describe his idealwoman the description would have answered point for point to Anne, evento those seven tiny freckles whose obnoxious presence still continued tovex her soul. Gilbert was as yet little more than a boy; but a boy hashis dreams as have others, and in Gilbert's future there was always agirl with big, limpid gray eyes, and a face as fine and delicate as aflower.
by L.M. Montgomery
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In this passage from "Anne of Avonlea," Gilbert finds comfort and admiration in Anne as he lies beside the Bubble, reflecting on his ideal woman. He recognizes that Anne embodies every aspect he has ever dreamed of, even down to the seven freckles that she dislikes. This shows how deeply he values her and sees her beauty, regardless of her insecurities.

Although Gilbert is still youthful and a bit naive, he harbors dreams about a future with someone like Anne, who captivates him with her striking gray eyes and delicate features. This moment highlights the budding feelings he has for Anne, suggesting that their relationship may evolve as they continue to grow and understand each other better.

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