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“
Suppose
a
boy
sauced
you
back
when
you
told
him
to
do
something
?
”
said
Jane
.
“
I
’
d
keep
him
in
after
school
and
talk
kindly
and
firmly
to
him
,
”
said
Anne
.
“
There
is
some
good
in
every
person
if
you
can
find
it
.
It
is
a
teacher
’
s
duty
to
find
and
develop
it
.
That
is
what
our
School
Management
professor
at
Queen
’
s
told
us
,
you
know
.
Do
you
suppose
you
could
find
any
good
in
a
child
by
whipping
him
?
It
’
s
far
more
important
to
influence
the
children
aright
than
it
is
even
to
teach
them
the
three
R
’
s
,
Professor
Rennie
says
.
”
“
But
the
Inspector
examines
them
in
the
three
R
’
s
,
mind
you
,
and
he
won
’
t
give
you
a
good
report
if
they
don
’
t
come
up
to
his
standard
,
”
protested
Jane
.
“
I
’
d
rather
have
my
pupils
love
me
and
look
back
to
me
in
after
years
as
a
real
helper
than
be
on
the
roll
of
honor
,
”
asserted
Anne
decidedly
.
“
Wouldn
’
t
you
punish
children
at
all
,
when
they
misbehaved
?
”
asked
Gilbert
.
“
Oh
,
yes
,
I
suppose
I
shall
have
to
,
although
I
know
I
’
ll
hate
to
do
it
.
But
you
can
keep
them
in
at
recess
or
stand
them
on
the
floor
or
give
them
lines
to
write
.
”
“
I
suppose
you
won
’
t
punish
the
girls
by
making
them
sit
with
the
boys
?
”
said
Jane
slyly
.
Gilbert
and
Anne
looked
at
each
other
and
smiled
rather
foolishly
.
Once
upon
a
time
,
Anne
had
been
made
to
sit
with
Gilbert
for
punishment
and
sad
and
bitter
had
been
the
consequences
thereof
.
“
Well
,
time
will
tell
which
is
the
best
way
,
”
said
Jane
philosophically
as
they
parted
.
Anne
went
back
to
Green
Gables
by
way
of
Birch
Path
,
shadowy
,
rustling
,
fern
-
scented
,
through
Violet
Vale
and
past
Willowmere
,
where
dark
and
light
kissed
each
other
under
the
firs
,
and
down
through
Lover
’
s
Lane
.
.
.
spots
she
and
Diana
had
so
named
long
ago
.
She
walked
slowly
,
enjoying
the
sweetness
of
wood
and
field
and
the
starry
summer
twilight
,
and
thinking
soberly
about
the
new
duties
she
was
to
take
up
on
the
morrow
.
When
she
reached
the
yard
at
Green
Gables
Mrs
.
Lynde
’
s
loud
,
decided
tones
floated
out
through
the
open
kitchen
window
.
