Anne made it on purpose for you . '' `` In that case I must sample it , '' laughed Mrs. Allan , helping herself to a plump triangle , as did also the minister and Marilla . Mrs. Allan took a mouthful of hers and a most peculiar expression crossed her face ; not a word did she say , however , but steadily ate away at it . Marilla saw the expression and hastened to taste the cake . `` Anne Shirley ! '' she exclaimed , `` what on earth did you put into that cake ? '' `` Nothing but what the recipe said , Marilla , '' cried Anne with a look of anguish . `` Oh , is n't it all right ? '' `` All right ! It 's simply horrible . Mr. Allan , do n't try to eat it . Anne , taste it yourself . What flavoring did you use ? '' `` Vanilla , '' said Anne , her face scarlet with mortification after tasting the cake . `` Only vanilla . Oh , Marilla , it must have been the baking powder . I had my suspicions of that bak -- '' `` Baking powder fiddlesticks ! Go and bring me the bottle of vanilla you used . '' Anne fled to the pantry and returned with a small bottle partially filled with a brown liquid and labeled yellowly , `` Best Vanilla . '' Marilla took it , uncorked it , smelled it .
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