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Chapter VII. Anne Says Her Prayers

           Isn’tthatgrand?Ithassucharolltoit—justlikeabigorganplaying.Youcouldn’tquitecallitpoetry,Isuppose,butitsoundsalotlikeit,doesn’tit?”

           “We’renottalkingaboutpoetry,Anne—wearetalkingaboutsayingyourprayers.Don’tyouknowit’saterriblewickedthingnottosayyourprayerseverynight?I’mafraidyouareaverybadlittlegirl.”

           “You’dfinditeasiertobebadthangoodifyouhadredhair,”saidAnnereproachfully.“Peoplewhohaven’tredhairdon’tknowwhattroubleis.Mrs.ThomastoldmethatGodmademyhairredonpurpose,andI’venevercaredaboutHimsince.AndanyhowI’dalwaysbetootiredatnighttobothersayingprayers.Peoplewhohavetolookaftertwinscan’tbeexpectedtosaytheirprayers.Now,doyouhonestlythinktheycan?”

           MarilladecidedthatAnne’sreligioustrainingmustbebegunatonce.Plainlytherewasnotimetobelost.

           “Youmustsayyourprayerswhileyouareundermyroof,Anne.”

           “Why,ofcourse,ifyouwantmeto,”assentedAnnecheerfully.“I’ddoanythingtoobligeyou.Butyou’llhavetotellmewhattosayforthisonce.AfterIgetintobedI’llimagineoutarealniceprayertosayalways.Ibelievethatitwillbequiteinteresting,nowthatIcometothinkofit.”

           “Youmustkneeldown,”saidMarillainembarrassment.

           AnnekneltatMarilla’skneeandlookedupgravely.

           “Whymustpeoplekneeldowntopray?IfIreallywantedtoprayI’lltellyouwhatI’ddo.

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