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“
You
’
ll
have
to
remember
a
little
better
if
you
stay
here
,
”
admonished
Marilla
.
“
There
,
that
looks
something
like
.
Say
your
prayers
now
and
get
into
bed
.
”
“
I
never
say
any
prayers
,
”
announced
Anne
.
Marilla
looked
horrified
astonishment
.
“
Why
,
Anne
,
what
do
you
mean
?
Were
you
never
taught
to
say
your
prayers
?
God
always
wants
little
girls
to
say
their
prayers
.
Don
’
t
you
know
who
God
is
,
Anne
?
”
“
‘
God
is
a
spirit
,
infinite
,
eternal
and
unchangeable
,
in
His
being
,
wisdom
,
power
,
holiness
,
justice
,
goodness
,
and
truth
,
’
”
responded
Anne
promptly
and
glibly
.
Marilla
looked
rather
relieved
.
“
So
you
do
know
something
then
,
thank
goodness
!
You
’
re
not
quite
a
heathen
.
Where
did
you
learn
that
?
”
“
Oh
,
at
the
asylum
Sunday
-
school
.
They
made
us
learn
the
whole
catechism
.
I
liked
it
pretty
well
.
There
’
s
something
splendid
about
some
of
the
words
.
‘
Infinite
,
eternal
and
unchangeable
.
’
Isn
’
t
that
grand
?
It
has
such
a
roll
to
it
—
just
like
a
big
organ
playing
.
You
couldn
’
t
quite
call
it
poetry
,
I
suppose
,
but
it
sounds
a
lot
like
it
,
doesn
’
t
it
?
”
“
We
’
re
not
talking
about
poetry
,
Anne
—
we
are
talking
about
saying
your
prayers
.
Don
’
t
you
know
it
’
s
a
terrible
wicked
thing
not
to
say
your
prayers
every
night
?
I
’
m
afraid
you
are
a
very
bad
little
girl
.
”
