I 'll practice it all the week . After Sunday school I asked Miss Rogerson -- because Mrs. Lynde was too far away -- to show me your pew . I sat just as still as I could and the text was Revelations , third chapter , second and third verses . It was a very long text . If I was a minister I 'd pick the short , snappy ones . The sermon was awfully long , too . I suppose the minister had to match it to the text . I did n't think he was a bit interesting . The trouble with him seems to be that he has n't enough imagination . I did n't listen to him very much . I just let my thoughts run and I thought of the most surprising things . '' Marilla felt helplessly that all this should be sternly reproved , but she was hampered by the undeniable fact that some of the things Anne had said , especially about the minister 's sermons and Mr. Bell 's prayers , were what she herself had really thought deep down in her heart for years , but had never given expression to . It almost seemed to her that those secret , unuttered , critical thoughts had suddenly taken visible and accusing shape and form in the person of this outspoken morsel of neglected humanity . CHAPTER XII . A Solemn Vow and Promise It was not until the next Friday that Marilla heard the story of the flower-wreathed hat . She came home from Mrs. Lynde 's and called Anne to account . `` Anne , Mrs. Rachel says you went to church last Sunday with your hat rigged out ridiculous with roses and buttercups . What on earth put you up to such a caper ? A pretty-looking object you must have been ! '' `` Oh .
I know pink and yellow are n't becoming to me , '' began XXXXX .
Anne Lynde Marilla Rogerson Vow XII buttercups pew third years