I want to know . Is it in my stomach ? '' `` No , it 's in your soul , '' answered Anne , thankful for the darkness , since gravity must be preserved in serious matters . `` I s ` pose I ca n't get clear of it then , '' said Davy with a sigh . `` Are you going to tell Marilla and Mrs. Lynde on me , Anne ? '' `` No , dear , I 'm not going to tell any one . You are sorry you were naughty , are n't you ? '' `` You bet ! '' `` And you 'll never be bad like that again . '' `` No , but -- '' added Davy cautiously , `` I might be bad some other way . '' `` You wo n't say naughty words , or run away on Sundays , or tell falsehoods to cover up your sins ? '' `` No . It does n't pay , '' said Davy . `` Well , Davy , just tell God you are sorry and ask Him to forgive you . '' `` Have YOU forgiven me , Anne ? '' `` Yes , dear . '' `` Then , '' said Davy joyously , `` I do n't care much whether God does or not . '' `` Davy ! '' `` Oh -- I 'll ask Him -- I 'll ask Him , '' said Davy quickly , scrambling off the bed , convinced by Anne 's tone that he must have said something dreadful . `` I do n't mind asking Him , Anne .
-- Please , God , I 'm awful sorry I behaved bad today and I 'll try to be good XXXXX Sundays always and please forgive me .
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