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“
Anne
!
”
exclaimed
Marilla
in
consternation
.
But
Anne
continued
to
face
Mrs
.
Rachel
undauntedly
,
head
up
,
eyes
blazing
,
hands
clenched
,
passionate
indignation
exhaling
from
her
like
an
atmosphere
.
“
How
dare
you
say
such
things
about
me
?
”
she
repeated
vehemently
.
“
How
would
you
like
to
have
such
things
said
about
you
?
How
would
you
like
to
be
told
that
you
are
fat
and
clumsy
and
probably
hadn
’
t
a
spark
of
imagination
in
you
?
I
don
’
t
care
if
I
do
hurt
your
feelings
by
saying
so
!
I
hope
I
hurt
them
.
You
have
hurt
mine
worse
than
they
were
ever
hurt
before
even
by
Mrs
.
Thomas
’
intoxicated
husband
.
And
I
’
ll
never
forgive
you
for
it
,
never
,
never
!
”
Stamp
!
Stamp
!
“
Did
anybody
ever
see
such
a
temper
!
”
exclaimed
the
horrified
Mrs
.
Rachel
.
“
Anne
go
to
your
room
and
stay
there
until
I
come
up
,
”
said
Marilla
,
recovering
her
powers
of
speech
with
difficulty
.
Anne
,
bursting
into
tears
,
rushed
to
the
hall
door
,
slammed
it
until
the
tins
on
the
porch
wall
outside
rattled
in
sympathy
,
and
fled
through
the
hall
and
up
the
stairs
like
a
whirlwind
.
A
subdued
slam
above
told
that
the
door
of
the
east
gable
had
been
shut
with
equal
vehemence
.
“
Well
,
I
don
’
t
envy
you
your
job
bringing
that
up
,
Marilla
,
”
said
Mrs
.
Rachel
with
unspeakable
solemnity
.
Marilla
opened
her
lips
to
say
she
knew
not
what
of
apology
or
deprecation
.
What
she
did
say
was
a
surprise
to
herself
then
and
ever
afterwards
.
“
You
shouldn
’
t
have
twitted
her
about
her
looks
,
Rachel
.
”
