He tiptoed along the hall and stood for several minutes outside the door of the east gable before he summoned courage to tap on it with his fingers and then open the door to peep in . Anne was sitting on the yellow chair by the window gazing mournfully out into the garden . Very small and unhappy she looked , and Matthew 's heart smote him . He softly closed the door and tiptoed over to her . `` Anne , '' he whispered , as if afraid of being overheard , `` how are you making it , Anne ? '' Anne smiled wanly . `` Pretty well . I imagine a good deal , and that helps to pass the time . Of course , it 's rather lonesome . But then , I may as well get used to that . '' Anne smiled again , bravely facing the long years of solitary imprisonment before her . Matthew recollected that he must say what he had come to say without loss of time , lest Marilla return prematurely . `` Well now , Anne , do n't you think you 'd better do it and have it over with ? '' he whispered . `` It 'll have to be done sooner or later , you know , for Marilla 's a dreadful deter-mined woman -- dreadful determined , Anne . Do it right off , I say , and have it over . '' `` Do you mean apologize to Mrs. Lynde ? '' `` Yes -- apologize -- that 's the very word , '' said Matthew eagerly . `` Just smooth it over so to speak . That 's what I was trying to get at . ''
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