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Chapter XIX. A Concert a Catastrophe and a Confession

           “Youcangoinifyouwantto.Iwouldn’tdare.AndIdon’tbelieveyou’lldoabitofgood.”

           WiththisencouragementAnnebeardedthelioninitsden—thatistosay,walkedresolutelyuptothesitting-roomdoorandknockedfaintly.Asharp“Comein”followed.

           MissJosephineBarry,thin,prim,andrigid,wasknittingfiercelybythefire,herwrathquiteunappeasedandhereyessnappingthroughhergold-rimmedglasses.Shewheeledaroundinherchair,expectingtoseeDiana,andbeheldawhite-facedgirlwhosegreateyeswerebrimmedupwithamixtureofdesperatecourageandshrinkingterror.

           “Whoareyou?”demandedMissJosephineBarry,withoutceremony.

           “I’mAnneofGreenGables,”saidthesmallvisitortremulously,claspingherhandswithhercharacteristicgesture,“andI’vecometoconfess,ifyouplease.”

           “Confesswhat?”

           “Thatitwasallmyfaultaboutjumpingintobedonyoulastnight.Isuggestedit.Dianawouldneverhavethoughtofsuchathing,Iamsure.Dianaisaveryladylikegirl,MissBarry.Soyoumustseehowunjustitistoblameher.”

           “Oh,Imust,hey?IratherthinkDianadidhershareofthejumpingatleast.Suchcarryingsoninarespectablehouse!”

           “Butwewereonlyinfun,”persistedAnne.“Ithinkyououghttoforgiveus,MissBarry,nowthatwe’veapologized.Andanyhow,pleaseforgiveDianaandletherhavehermusiclessons.Diana’sheartissetonhermusiclessons,MissBarry,andIknowtoowellwhatitistosetyourheartonathingandnotgetit.Ifyoumustbecrosswithanyone,becrosswithme.

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