What can I do ? '' `` Do ? There 's nothing to do , child , except go and see Mr. Harrison about it . We can offer him our Jersey in exchange if he does n't want to take the money . She is just as good as his . '' `` I 'm sure he 'll be awfully cross and disagreeable about it , though , '' moaned Anne . `` I daresay he will . He seems to be an irritable sort of a man . I 'll go and explain to him if you like . '' `` No , indeed , I 'm not as mean as that , '' exclaimed Anne . `` This is all my fault and I 'm certainly not going to let you take my punishment . I 'll go myself and I 'll go at once . The sooner it 's over the better , for it will be terribly humiliating . '' Poor Anne got her hat and her twenty dollars and was passing out when she happened to glance through the open pantry door . On the table reposed a nut cake which she had baked that morning ... a particularly toothsome concoction iced with pink icing and adorned with walnuts . Anne had intended it for Friday evening , when the youth of Avonlea were to meet at Green Gables to organize the Improvement Society . But what were they compared to the justly offended Mr. Harrison ? Anne thought that cake ought to soften the heart of any man , especially one who had to do his own cooking , and she promptly popped it into a box . She would take it to Mr. Harrison as a peace offering . `` That is , if he gives me a chance to say anything at all , '' she thought ruefully , as she climbed the lane fence and started on a short cut across the fields , golden in the light of the dreamy August evening .
`` I know now just how people feel who are being led XXXXX execution . ''
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