Аня с острова Принца Эдуарда

The Way of Transgressors

           

           “It’ssomethinginyou,Davy,thatalwaystellsyouwhenyouaredoingwrongandmakesyouunhappyifyoupersistindoingit.Haven’tyounoticedthat?”

           “Yes,butIdidn’tknowwhatitwas.IwishIdidn’thaveit.I’dhavelotsmorefun.Whereismyconscience,Anne?Iwanttoknow.Isitinmystomach?”

           “No,it’sinyoursoul,”answeredAnne,thankfulforthedarkness,sincegravitymustbepreservedinseriousmatters.

           “Is’poseIcan’tgetclearofitthen,”saidDavywithasigh.“AreyougoingtotellMarillaandMrs.Lyndeonme,Anne?”

           “No,dear,I’mnotgoingtotellanyone.Youaresorryyouwerenaughty,aren’tyou?”

           “Youbet!”

           “Andyou’llneverbebadlikethatagain.”

           “No,butaddedDavycautiously,“Imightbebadsomeotherway.”

           “Youwon’tsaynaughtywords,orrunawayonSundays,ortellfalsehoodstocoverupyoursins?”

           “No.Itdoesn’tpay,”saidDavy.

           “Well,Davy,justtellGodyouaresorryandaskHimtoforgiveyou.”

           “HaveYOUforgivenme,Anne?”

           “Yes,dear.”

           “Then,”saidDavyjoyously,“Idon’tcaremuchwhetherGoddoesornot.”

           “Davy!”

           “OhI’llaskHimI’llaskHim,”saidDavyquickly,scramblingoffthebed,convincedbyAnne’stonethathemusthavesaidsomethingdreadful.“Idon’tmindaskingHim,Anne.Please,God,I’mawfulsorryIbehavedbadtodayandI’lltrytobegoodonSundaysalwaysandpleaseforgiveme.Therenow,Anne.”

           “Well,now,runofftobedlikeagoodboy.”

           “Allright.Say,Idon’tfeelmis’rubulanymore.Ifeelfine

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