Chapter 14 – Gilbert Blythe

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1. Gilbert Blythe was the son of John and Mrs. Blythe, a classmate, friend and eventually the husband of Anne Shirley, and the father of Joy, Jem, Walter, Nan, Di, Shirley and Rilla Blythe. After he finished school, he attended Queen's Academy and was a medallist. He then went on to teach for two years at a school in White Sands to earn money for college before attending Redmond College.
2. Gilbert Blythe is the husband of Anne Shirley, the ex-boyfriend of Josie Pye, and the adoptive father of Dominic. He seemed to be very smart when he was young (we meet him when he's 16) but he's in the same class with Anne, Diana, and Josie. He and Anne have a very bad squabble Anne's first day in class when Gilbert, who sits in the desk next to her, calls her 'Carrots' (because of Anne's red.

Europe, France, Paris, Gare Saint-Lazare. August 1896.

The train ride from Le Havre had been one of the most uncomfortable Gilbert had been on. The space was cramped, it smelled of dirty people, and he was always afraid someone might hit him on the head and steal his bag. He didn't have much with him, but it was all he had.

When they stepped onto the smoky platform of Paris, something in Gilbert was relieved. Though he was thousands of miles and many weeks away from what he had called home for so many years, he was relieved to finally reach his first goal: Paris.

'Do you know anyone in Paris?' Bash asked, looking around. From the look on his face, he was like a fish out of water. How many times had Bash described Trinidad to Gilbert over their trimming work? Paris was a far cry from that...

'No, I don't.' Gilbert barely even knew French. What had gotten into him to come here? Why not London where he could have communicated with the people? 'First, we have to find lodgings and jobs. Then we can decide what we do. Sounds good?'

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Bash nodded. 'Why is there so much smoke?' he asked, covering his mouth and nose with his sleeve.

'I don't know, but let's get out of here.' Without waiting for Bash's reply, he darted away from the people boarding on the train and headed into the main hall. He looked at all the headings and names and he was grateful that Europeans used the same alphabet.

With hand gestures and some broken French words he had picked up on the train and from the French-speaking Canadians back in Avonlea – Jerry being one of them – they found their way to the wealthy part of Paris with a map in hand. They went into shops to ask for jobs and the people were always happy to see Gilbert. But as soon as they saw Bash, they refused him any kind of job. 'It was not good for the shop's image to have a colored man working there,' they'd say. Though they offered Gilbert the job, he refused. He was not going to leave Bash alone. They had come as a team, they would work as a team.

They walked the streets of Les Champs Elysées and went into countless shops. Not one was willing to take on Bash.

'I shouldn't have come,' Bash said when they sat on a bench eating a sandwich, later that evening. The sun was setting and they hadn't found any job.

'Don't say that,' Gilbert said. 'We'll find something.' But Gilbert knew he was just saying that to encourage not only Bash but both of them. He really hadn't thought Bash's skin color would be a problem. He was just a man like everyone else!

They ate in silence and when their food was long gone, Gilbert hoisted his bag on his shoulder and stood. 'Come on. We'll start again tomorrow,' he said, yawning. 'We need to find someplace to sleep.'

'What about this bench?' Bash replied sarcastically. 'If rooms are as hard to find as work, I'd better sleep here. We can meet in the morning.'

Gilbert simply glared at his friend because he was not in the mood for joking right now. He turned on his heels and walked away.

'Gil-' Bash sighed. 'Gilbert, I was joking. Come on, my man.' Bash followed Gilbert's angry stride. 'Do you even know where you're going?'

But Gilbert didn't reply. All of a sudden, he was deeply questioning why he was here. Why had he left his home? Why had he left Anne? The mere thought of her sent a crack through his young heart. He took a deep breath and steeled himself for the next few hours. If they didn't find a bed soon, he would collapse in the middle of the street. He couldn't even remember the last time he had had a good night's sleep. Maybe it was on the boat, in the swaying hammock.

'Gilbert, talk to me,' Bash said, walking beside him. But Gilbert didn't talk. He turned left and right, and right, and left. The sky was completely dark by the time they made their way into a small back alley. Even the lamps didn't make it this far into the city.

Bash and Gilbert looked at the open door from where light and music and laughter came. They stared at the name above the door: Chez Elise.

'Are you sure about this?' Bash mumbled. 'This looks like a brothel.'

'It's all I have right now,' he replied. 'We'll look for something better tomorrow.' Gilbert sighed but resigned himself to what he was about to do. 'Let's do this.'

He stepped out of the shadows and walked towards the door, the light, the music, and the laughter. No wonder the French called these establishments Maison de Joie, or House of joy. Because it really seemed joyful from outside.

'Messieurs, bienvenue chez Elise!' A heavy woman in a burgundy gown said, walking towards them. Gentlemen, welcome at Elise! 'Que pourra satisfaire vos desirs?'

'Uhm,' Gilbert said, feeling his cheeks starting to burn. He wasn't sure if this was a good idea after all. 'We don't speak French,' he admitted.

'Ah!' The woman – Elise herself? – said. 'What can I do for you, gentlemen?' She asked in heavily accented English.

Gilbert sighed, relieved to hear his mother tongue from a stranger. 'I'm afraid we're only looking for two beds,' he said. 'We've been traveling for two days and we're exhausted.' Why he had revealed all that in less than a minute was beyond his comprehension. He was exhausted.

The fat lady eyed them suspiciously but her inviting smile didn't break.

'Just for one night,' Gilbert said. 'We'll be out if your feet tomorrow morning.'

A dark skin girl walked up to Bash and ran her hand on his shoulder, flashing him a seductive smile.

'Leave him be, Prunelle,' the woman said. Then, addressing Gilbert, she said, 'I have one room for you two.' She paused. 'But more money since you won't be using mes filles.' Her girls.

Gilbert nodded. 'Thank you, Mrs...?'

'You can call me Madame Elise, young man,' she replied. '50 cents each for the night. Follow me.'

Gilbert almost choked at the exorbitant price. But if it was the price for locking himself up in his room and keeping his dignity, then so be it. Madame Elise showed them to a room just under the roof with only a small window. There was only one bed, too.

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'There is another mattress under the bed,' Madame Elise explained. 'And you won't be bothered up here. There is only one other room on this floor and it is mine.'

'Thank you,' Gilbert said.

'Do you need anything else? Food?'

'No thank you.' Gilbert offered him his best – exhausted – smile and Madame Elise walked away, leaving the two young men alone.

'I can't believe you pulled that off,' Bash said.

'Neither can I,' Gilbert admitted closing the door. He crouched on the floor and pulled the second mattress out. There was just enough space for it between the other bed and the wall. And there was nothing else in the room beside a chair.

Without thinking, both boys took off their shirts and pants, leaving them in their undergarments. Bash chose the bed on the floor and lay down, his coat over his middle, one arm beneath his head, and the other over his eyes.

'There is a pillow if you want,' Gilbert said, sitting on the bed.

'No, you keep it. G'night, Guilly boy,' Bash mumbled, using the pet name he had annoyed Gilbert with on the boat.

Gilbert rolled his eyes and lay down. His head hadn't even touched the pillow that he was already asleep. His dreams were filled with swaying grass fields that merged into water waves and into cobblestone streets. He couldn't make heads or tails of anything but it took him to places he loved and others he hated.

Gilbert woke up the next morning with the smell of coffee. The girls of the house were already having their breakfast and his belly grumbled. The small sandwich they had eaten the previous evening was a faint memory.

'Yeah, I'm hungry too,' Bash said from the floor. 'So, what's the plan?'

Gilbert took a deep breath and let it out slowly. He honestly hadn't thought it would be this hard to find a job and a room. 'Same as yesterday, he said. We find someone willing to hire us, and we find another place to stay.' The squeaking of mattresses on the floor below had not bothered them, the previous night: they had fallen asleep right away. But Gilbert knew he didn't want to stay in this place, however comfortable the bed. He felt... dirty.

'I like that plan,' Bash said, sitting up. 'But we should split up.'

'What? But why? We came here together, we work this out together.'

Bash sent Gilbert a look. 'Listen. I've lived with my skin for a very long time. I know how it is to be dismissed because of its color.' He sighed. 'We'll both have better luck finding jobs if we're on our own. You stick to the wealthy parts of Paris, I'll stick around here.'

Gilbert climbed out of bed and huffed. 'Fine. But we meet up tonight on the same bench as yesterday.' His belly grumbled again. 'First stop, food.'

'Right.'

Both young men packed their bags and left the room. The wooden stairs squeaked and cracked as they went down. So much for discretion. On the ground floor, they met all the working girls with Madame Elise eating breakfast.

'Ah, our young guests,' Madame Elise said with her thick French accent. 'Would you like some breakfast?' she asked, gesturing to two empty seats at the end of the table. 'Included in the price,' she added.

Gilbert and Bash shared a look and Bash nodded. 'Thank you,' he said. He sat down on one of the free chairs and urged a nervous Gilbert to do the same.

The girls around the table giggled and passed bread, jam, butter, and coffee down their way. The girls weren't completely undressed but they weren't completely dressed either. Gilbert kept his eyes on his food.

'So, what brings you to Paris?' Prunelle, the dark-skinned girl asked. Her English was broken, but still somewhat understandable.

'Work,' Bash said. 'Something new.'

'Are you running from something?' another girl asked, her big green curious eyes trained on them.

Gilbert stayed silent. Was he running from something? Or did he just want something else, something to take his mind off Prince Edward Island? Off Anne? But no. He would never be able to forget the redhaired girl. She would go with him – In his mind at least – wherever he went.

Bash answered for both of them. 'Not running away from anything. We just want a change of scenery for a while.' He tore a piece of bread and dipped it in his bitter coffee. 'Do you know any place where my friend and I could find decent work?' he asked. Gilbert's head snapped up. Was he really going to unravel all their plans to these women?

'Hmm,' Madame Elise hummed, tapping a red-nailed finger on her chin. What kind of work are you looking for? My cousin was looking for someone to work at his press.' She looked at Bash and Gilbert. 'Someone strong, like you, good sir,' she added to Bash. It was no secret that Bash was stronger than Gilbert. Trimming coal for ten years did that to someone.

Bash nodded. 'Could you tell me where I can find your cousin's press, Madame?'

Madame Elise gave him directions with the help of pen and paper while Gilbert continued to eat in silence. His mind drifted back to Avonlea and he thought about Anne again. If she knew where he was now, would she still talk to him? Probably not. Though a part of him knew without a doubt that Anne would have nothing but love and compassion for these girls. Hadn't she had just that for the savages, back in Canada, calling them her friends? No. Anne wouldn't be ashamed of this place. He knew she had seen worse. Maybe if he could start to see the world as she did it would be better. Wouldn't it?

He looked up at the girls around the table. 'Would you know anyone in need of an accountant, Madame Elise?' Gilbert heard himself ask. He was good with numbers, so maybe he could start there.

'I am,' the heavy lady said, studying Gilbert. 'My ledgers have been left unattended since the last one left.'

Gilbert wasn't expecting that. He had hoped for something in another place. But what would Anne do? She'd accept. He nodded. 'Uhm, sure. Would you take me on, then?'

Bash started at Gilbert, surprised. A job in this place? his eyes seemed to say. But Gilbert just sat up straighter.

'How good are you with numbers?' she asked. And before he could answer, she continued. 'And how would you like to be paid?'

Pink rose in Gilbert's cheeks. 'Coin,' he replied without hesitating. 'And two beds,' he said. 'One for me and one for Bash.

'That can be arranged,' Madame Elise said.

And just like that, they had found jobs and lodgings before nine in the morning. He just hoped he wasn't making a big mistake by staying here. He had wanted to see something else? Well, he had something else, all right…

Hi! thanks for reading!

I hope you liked this chapter! but I also hope you weren't too shocked as to where Gilbert and Bash ended up; but I really wanted to see how he'd fare in Paris, and how he would react to Bash's rejection everywhere. I also wanted Gilbert to keep Anne close, and to learn things from her, even from far away. I hope it makes sense... ^^' don't worry, Gilbert and Bash won't stay there forever...

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see you next chapter, back on Prince Edward Island, with Anne! thanks for your reviews, as well! :D

Gilbert And Anne Blythe

Gilbert Blythe is a character in Lucy Maud Montgomery's Anne of Green Gables series of novels.

Character description[edit]

Gilbert is described in the books as being very handsome with brown, curly hair and hazel eyes. He is tall with a lean build and used to wear an Aegean hat.

In his youth, he seems aware of his good looks and popularity with the girls; perhaps because of this, he sometimes tends to look at them up and down making them blush. The dismissal of his affections toward the eponymous Anne Shirley, however, seems to ground him, and he matures and is well-liked by many. Throughout the series, Gilbert is depicted as a fair, practical and reliable man, who is inclined to have a 'common sense' view of things. Keenly intelligent, he has a strong wit and sense of humour.

As Gilbert matures, he becomes less headstrong and demonstrates a sense of patience and devotion. He eventually becomes a highly respected doctor in the fictional town of Glen St Mary, Prince Edward Island (PEI), where he lives with his wife Anne and their children, and the family's spinster housekeeper, Susan.

Series overview[edit]

Gilbert Blythe takes an immediate interest in Anne upon their first meeting and tries to gain her attention; however, when Anne ignores him, he teasingly calls her 'Carrots' because of her red hair, unaware of her sensitivity about it. In response, Anne smashes her slate over his head in anger; and despite his attempts to apologize, she refuses to forgive him for several years. Throughout the entire first book, Gilbert repeatedly shows admiration for Anne, but she coldly rebuffs him. She continues her grudge even after he rescues her from the pond after a near-disastrous reenactment of Tennyson's 'Lancelot and Elaine.' When Anne refuses his offer of friendship after the incident, Gilbert decides to respond in kind and stops openly trying to gain her attention. They develop a strong academic rivalry instead (though the competition is entirely goodnatured on Gilbert's side), and Anne gradually acknowledges Gilbert as an intellectual equal; they eventually compete to win scholarships at Queens Academy.

Following his time at Queens, Gilbert decides to teach at the Avonlea school to finance his future college education. When one of Anne's guardians, Matthew, dies of a heart attack, Anne chooses to give up the Avery Scholarship in order to stay at Green Gables and support his sister Marilla. After learning of Anne's predicament, Gilbert, who has always loved Anne, gives up his position so Anne can teach in Avonlea and live at Green Gables with Marilla. Gilbert goes on to teach at the White Sands School and Anne, after learning of his noble act, finally forgives him and they become good friends.

During the two years Anne teaches in Avonlea, Gilbert and Anne become very close. At the end of their teaching 'chapter in life' Anne starts to have stronger feelings towards him, but does not recognize them as love. Gilbert aspires to become a doctor and goes on to study at Redmond College, where he is joined by Anne, freed of personal obligations after the widowed Rachel Lynde moves to Green Gables to keep Marilla company, in Anne of the Island.

Gilbert's feelings for Anne become increasingly apparent during their first year of college, while Anne becomes uncomfortable around him because she believes her feelings for Gilbert are entirely platonic as he does not match her idealized notion of true love, which requires a dark, proud, melancholy and over-romanticized hero. However, Anne's jealousy of Gilbert's other potential love interests, her moments of physical attraction for him, and her deep respect and devotion to their friendship suggest that she may be falling in love with him without realizing it.

In their second year of college, Gilbert proposes but Anne refuses him, saying she doesn't care for him 'in that way' and that she only wants to be his friend. Disappointed, Gilbert reveals that 'your friendship can't satisfy me, Anne. I want your love -- and you tell me I can never have that'.^[1] Their relationship becomes awkward, especially after Anne meets and is courted by fellow Redmond student Roy Gardner, a man who at first seems to personify her 'ideal', although Anne secretly admits to herself that Roy lacks certain qualities and that she and Roy do not share a mutual sense of humour. Gilbert seems to concede defeat and Anne believes that he has become involved with another student, Christine Stuart, who is later revealed to be only a friend. Instead, he focuses his attention to obtaining the Cooper Prize, a prestigious scholarship that will allow him to attend medical school.

Not long after graduation, Gilbert contracts typhoid fever as a result of physically exhausting himself during school. Anne, who has recently refused a proposal of marriage from Roy Gardner after realizing during his proposal that she does not love Roy, is shocked to learn that Gilbert may die. She realizes that she loves and has always loved him; that 'she belonged to him and he to her',^[2] and recognizes at last that she mistook her 'bond' to Gilbert for strong friendship instead of love, while her relationship with Roy was merely 'flattered fancy.'

Happy ending[edit]

Gilbert recovers from his illness and resumes his friendship with Anne after learning she refused Roy Gardner. He proposes to her again and she accepts. However, they remain engaged for three years, as Gilbert intends to finish his medical course before marrying her; they correspond regularly in their time apart (Anne of Windy Poplars), while Anne works as a principal at Summerside High School.

The two marry in Anne's House of Dreams, and move to the town of Glen St. Mary, where Gilbert takes over his uncle's medical practice. He proves to be an excellent and well-respected doctor. Their married life is very happy and they have seven children: Joyce (also called Joy; died as an infant), James Matthew (Jem), Walter (who dies during the First World War), Anne and Diana (twins; also called Nan and Di), Shirley (the youngest boy), and Bertha Marilla (called Rilla).

As the series ends, it is 1919 and they are happy; Gilbert is 55 and still sincerely in love with Anne of Green Gables.

Screen portrayals[edit]

In the 1919 film adaption, Gilbert was portrayed by Paul Kelly. In the 1934 film adaption, Gilbert was portrayed by Tom Brown. In the 1940 sequel Anne of Windy Poplars, Gilbert was portrayed by Patric Knowles. In the 1972 BBC TV adaptation, the young Gilbert was played by Robin Halstead, and in the follow-up series, Anne of Avonlea, the adult Gilbert was played by Christopher Blake.

Gilbert was portrayed by Jonathan Crombie in the CBC Televisionfilm adaptations of 1985, 1987, and 2000. In the Japanese anime adaptation of Anne of Green Gables, he is voiced by Kazuhiko Inoue. The CD recording of the musical that has run for more than 40 years at the Charlottetown Festival, focusing on Anne and Gilbert's relationship, features Andrew MacBean as Gilbert. Gilbert was portrayed by Drew Haytaoglu in the 2016 film L.M. Montgomery's Anne of Green Gables. Gilbert is portrayed by Lucas Jade Zumann in the 2017 CBC and Netflix series Anne with an E.^[3]Gilbert was also portrayed by Dylan Duff in the 2019 play/film Anne of Green Gables.^[4]

References[edit]

1. ^Anne of the Island, Chapter 20: Gilbert Speaks
2. ^Anne of the Island, Chapter 40: A Book of Revelation
3. ^Petski, Denise (November 21, 2016). 'Netflix's 'Anne Of Green Gables' Adaptation Adds Three To Cast'. Deadline Hollywood. Retrieved November 21, 2016.
4. ^'Anne of Green Gables 2019 Cast'.