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Anne
lifted
the
little
gray-flannelled
body
on
her
knee
and
cuddled
his
head
on
her
arm
.
"
Do
I
ever
get
'
mad
'
when
you
tell
me
things
,
Davy
?
"
"
No-o-o
,
you
never
do
.
But
you
get
sorry
,
and
that
's
worse
.
You
'll
be
awful
sorry
when
I
tell
you
this
,
Anne
--
and
you
'll
be
'
shamed
of
me
,
I
s
'
pose
.
"
"
Have
you
done
something
naughty
,
Davy
,
and
is
that
why
you
ca
n't
say
your
prayers
?
"
"
No
,
I
have
n't
done
anything
naughty
--
yet
.
But
I
want
to
do
it
.
"
"
What
is
it
,
Davy
?
"
"
I
--
I
want
to
say
a
bad
word
,
Anne
,
"
blurted
out
Davy
,
with
a
desperate
effort
.
"
I
heard
Mr.
Harrison
's
hired
boy
say
it
one
day
last
week
,
and
ever
since
I
've
been
wanting
to
say
it
ALL
the
time
--
even
when
I
'm
saying
my
prayers
.
"
"
Say
it
then
,
Davy
.
"
Davy
lifted
his
flushed
face
in
amazement
.
"
But
,
Anne
,
it
's
an
AWFUL
bad
word
.
"
