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“
Marilla
Cuthbert
,
you
don
’
t
mean
to
say
that
you
are
upholding
her
in
such
a
terrible
display
of
temper
as
we
’
ve
just
seen
?
”
demanded
Mrs
.
Rachel
indignantly
.
“
No
,
”
said
Marilla
slowly
,
“
I
’
m
not
trying
to
excuse
her
.
She
’
s
been
very
naughty
and
I
’
ll
have
to
give
her
a
talking
to
about
it
.
But
we
must
make
allowances
for
her
.
She
’
s
never
been
taught
what
is
right
.
And
you
were
too
hard
on
her
,
Rachel
.
”
Marilla
could
not
help
tacking
on
that
last
sentence
,
although
she
was
again
surprised
at
herself
for
doing
it
.
Mrs
.
Rachel
got
up
with
an
air
of
offended
dignity
.
“
Well
,
I
see
that
I
’
ll
have
to
be
very
careful
what
I
say
after
this
,
Marilla
,
since
the
fine
feelings
of
orphans
,
brought
from
goodness
knows
where
,
have
to
be
considered
before
anything
else
.
Oh
,
no
,
I
’
m
not
vexed
—
don
’
t
worry
yourself
.
I
’
m
too
sorry
for
you
to
leave
any
room
for
anger
in
my
mind
.
You
’
ll
have
your
own
troubles
with
that
child
.
But
if
you
’
ll
take
my
advice
—
which
I
suppose
you
won
’
t
do
,
although
I
’
ve
brought
up
ten
children
and
buried
two
—
you
’
ll
do
that
‘
talking
to
’
you
mention
with
a
fair
-
sized
birch
switch
.
I
should
think
that
would
be
the
most
effective
language
for
that
kind
of
a
child
.
Her
temper
matches
her
hair
I
guess
.
Well
,
good
evening
,
Marilla
.
I
hope
you
’
ll
come
down
to
see
me
often
as
usual
.
But
you
can
’
t
expect
me
to
visit
here
again
in
a
hurry
,
if
I
’
m
liable
to
be
flown
at
and
insulted
in
such
a
fashion
.
It
’
s
something
new
in
my
experience
.
”
Whereat
Mrs
.
Rachel
swept
out
and
away
—
if
a
fat
woman
who
always
waddled
could
be
said
to
sweep
away
—
and
Marilla
with
a
very
solemn
face
betook
herself
to
the
east
gable
.
On
the
way
upstairs
she
pondered
uneasily
as
to
what
she
ought
to
do
.
She
felt
no
little
dismay
over
the
scene
that
had
just
been
enacted
.
How
unfortunate
that
Anne
should
have
displayed
such
temper
before
Mrs
.
Rachel
Lynde
,
of
all
people
!
Then
Marilla
suddenly
became
aware
of
an
uncomfortable
and
rebuking
consciousness
that
she
felt
more
humiliation
over
this
than
sorrow
over
the
discovery
of
such
a
serious
defect
in
Anne
’
s
disposition
.
And
how
was
she
to
punish
her
?
The
amiable
suggestion
of
the
birch
switch
—
to
the
efficiency
of
which
all
of
Mrs
.
Rachel
’
s
own
children
could
have
borne
smarting
testimony
—
did
not
appeal
to
Marilla
.
She
did
not
believe
she
could
whip
a
child
.
No
,
some
other
method
of
punishment
must
be
found
to
bring
Anne
to
a
proper
realization
of
the
enormity
of
her
offense
.
Marilla
found
Anne
face
downward
on
her
bed
,
crying
bitterly
,
quite
oblivious
of
muddy
boots
on
a
clean
counterpane
.
“
Anne
,
”
she
said
not
ungently
.
No
answer
.
