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"
Yes
,
"
agreed
Anne
gaily
,
"
but
I
'm
going
to
put
Davy
to
bed
first
.
He
insists
on
that
.
"
"
You
bet
,
"
said
Davy
,
as
they
went
along
the
hall
.
"
I
want
somebody
to
say
my
prayers
to
again
.
It
's
no
fun
saying
them
alone
.
"
"
You
do
n't
say
them
alone
,
Davy
.
God
is
always
with
you
to
hear
you
.
"
"
Well
,
I
ca
n't
see
Him
,
"
objected
Davy
.
"
I
want
to
pray
to
somebody
I
can
see
,
but
I
WO
N'T
say
them
to
Mrs.
Lynde
or
Marilla
,
there
now
!
"
Nevertheless
,
when
Davy
was
garbed
in
his
gray
flannel
nighty
,
he
did
not
seem
in
a
hurry
to
begin
.
He
stood
before
Anne
,
shuffling
one
bare
foot
over
the
other
,
and
looked
undecided
.
"
Come
,
dear
,
kneel
down
,
"
said
Anne
.
Davy
came
and
buried
his
head
in
Anne
's
lap
,
but
he
did
not
kneel
down
.
"
Anne
,
"
he
said
in
a
muffled
voice
.
"
I
do
n't
feel
like
praying
after
all
.
I
have
n't
felt
like
it
for
a
week
now
.
I
--
I
DID
N'T
pray
last
night
nor
the
night
before
.
"
"
Why
not
,
Davy
?
"
asked
Anne
gently
.
"
You
--
you
wo
n't
be
mad
if
I
tell
you
?
"
implored
Davy
.
