September noon
`` I 'm sure I hope your happiness will last , child , '' sighed Mrs. Rachel . She did hope it truly , and believed it , but she was afraid it was in the nature of a challenge to Providence to flaunt your happiness too openly . Anne , for her own good , must be toned down a trifle . But it was a happy and beautiful bride who came down the old , homespun-carpeted stairs that September noon -- the first bride of Green Gables , slender and shining-eyed , in the mist of her maiden veil , with her arms full of roses . Gilbert , waiting for her in the hall below , looked up at her with adoring eyes . She was his at last , this evasive , long-sought Anne , won after years of patient waiting . It was to him she was coming in the sweet surrender of the bride .