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“
Not
out
loud
,
I
hope
,
”
said
Marilla
anxiously
.
“
Oh
,
no
,
just
under
my
breath
.
Well
,
Mr
.
Bell
did
get
through
at
last
and
they
told
me
to
go
into
the
classroom
with
Miss
Rogerson
’
s
class
.
There
were
nine
other
girls
in
it
.
They
all
had
puffed
sleeves
.
I
tried
to
imagine
mine
were
puffed
,
too
,
but
I
couldn
’
t
.
Why
couldn
’
t
I
?
It
was
as
easy
as
could
be
to
imagine
they
were
puffed
when
I
was
alone
in
the
east
gable
,
but
it
was
awfully
hard
there
among
the
others
who
had
really
truly
puffs
.
”
“
You
shouldn
’
t
have
been
thinking
about
your
sleeves
in
Sunday
school
.
You
should
have
been
attending
to
the
lesson
.
I
hope
you
knew
it
.
”
“
Oh
,
yes
;
and
I
answered
a
lot
of
questions
.
Miss
Rogerson
asked
ever
so
many
.
I
don
’
t
think
it
was
fair
for
her
to
do
all
the
asking
.
There
were
lots
I
wanted
to
ask
her
,
but
I
didn
’
t
like
to
because
I
didn
’
t
think
she
was
a
kindred
spirit
.
Then
all
the
other
little
girls
recited
a
paraphrase
.
She
asked
me
if
I
knew
any
.
I
told
her
I
didn
’
t
,
but
I
could
recite
,
‘
The
Dog
at
His
Master
’
s
Grave
’
if
she
liked
.
That
’
s
in
the
Third
Royal
Reader
.
It
isn
’
t
a
really
truly
religious
piece
of
poetry
,
but
it
’
s
so
sad
and
melancholy
that
it
might
as
well
be
.
She
said
it
wouldn
’
t
do
and
she
told
me
to
learn
the
nineteenth
paraphrase
for
next
Sunday
.
I
read
it
over
in
church
afterwards
and
it
’
s
splendid
.
There
are
two
lines
in
particular
that
just
thrill
me
.
“
‘
Quick
as
the
slaughtered
squadrons
fell
In
Midian
’
s
evil
day
.
’
“
I
don
’
t
know
what
‘
squadrons
’
means
nor
‘
Midian
,
’
either
,
but
it
sounds
so
tragical
.
I
can
hardly
wait
until
next
Sunday
to
recite
it
.
I
’
ll
practice
it
all
the
week
.
After
Sunday
school
I
asked
Miss
Rogerson
—
because
Mrs
.
Lynde
was
too
far
away
—
to
show
me
your
pew
.
I
sat
just
as
still
as
I
could
and
the
text
was
Revelations
,
third
chapter
,
second
and
third
verses
.
It
was
a
very
long
text
.
If
I
was
a
minister
I
’
d
pick
the
short
,
snappy
ones
.
The
sermon
was
awfully
long
,
too
.
I
suppose
the
minister
had
to
match
it
to
the
text
.
I
didn
’
t
think
he
was
a
bit
interesting
.
The
trouble
with
him
seems
to
be
that
he
hasn
’
t
enough
imagination
.
I
didn
’
t
listen
to
him
very
much
.
I
just
let
my
thoughts
run
and
I
thought
of
the
most
surprising
things
”
Marilla
felt
helplessly
that
all
this
should
be
sternly
reproved
,
but
she
was
hampered
by
the
undeniable
fact
that
some
of
the
things
Anne
had
said
,
especially
about
the
minister
’
s
sermons
and
Mr
.
Bell
’
s
prayers
,
were
what
she
herself
had
really
thought
deep
down
in
her
heart
for
years
,
but
had
never
given
expression
to
.
It
almost
seemed
to
her
that
those
secret
,
unuttered
,
critical
thoughts
had
suddenly
taken
visible
and
accusing
shape
and
form
in
the
person
of
this
outspoken
morsel
of
neglected
humanity
.
