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X. Davy in Search of a Sensation
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“Davy?”ButAnnecouldsaynomore.ShecarriedDorahomewithaheavyheart.HerjoyatfindingthechildsafeandsoundwasdrownedoutinthepaincausedbyDavy’sbehavior.ThefreakofshuttingDoraupmighteasilyhavebeenpardoned.ButDavyhadtoldfalsehoods...downrightcoldbloodedfalsehoodsaboutit.ThatwastheuglyfactandAnnecouldnotshuthereyestoit.Shecouldhavesatdownandcriedwithsheerdisappointment.ShehadgrowntoloveDavydearly...howdearlyshehadnotknownuntilthisminute...andithurtherunbearablytodiscoverthathewasguiltyofdeliberatefalsehood.
MarillalistenedtoAnne’staleinasilencethatbodednogoodDavy-ward;Mr.BarrylaughedandadvisedthatDavybesummarilydealtwith.WhenhehadgonehomeAnnesoothedandwarmedthesobbing,shiveringDora,gotherhersupperandputhertobed.Thenshereturnedtothekitchen,justasMarillacamegrimlyin,leading,orratherpulling,thereluctant,cobwebbyDavy,whomshehadjustfoundhiddenawayinthedarkestcornerofthestable.
Shejerkedhimtothematonthemiddleofthefloorandthenwentandsatdownbytheeastwindow.Annewassittinglimplybythewestwindow.Betweenthemstoodtheculprit.HisbackwastowardMarillaanditwasameek,subdued,frightenedback;buthisfacewastowardAnneandalthoughitwasalittleshamefacedtherewasagleamofcomradeshipinDavy’seyes,asifheknewhehaddonewrongandwasgoingtobepunishedforit,butcouldcountonalaughoveritallwithAnnelateron.
