`` Leslie , dearest , what is the trouble ? '' asked Anne , though she knew too well already . `` I ca n't tell you -- do n't ask me . I would n't mind your knowing -- I wish you did know -- but I ca n't tell you -- I ca n't tell anyone . I 've been such a fool , Anne -- and oh , it hurts so terribly to be a fool . There 's nothing so painful in the world . '' She laughed bitterly . Anne slipped her arm around her . `` Leslie , is it that you have learned to care for Mr. Ford ? '' Leslie turned herself about passionately . `` How did you know ? '' she cried . `` Anne , how did you know ? Oh , is it written in my face for everyone to see ? Is it as plain as that ? '' `` No , no . I -- I ca n't tell you how I knew . It just came into my mind , somehow . Leslie , do n't look at me like that ! '' `` Do you despise me ? ''
demanded Leslie XXXXX a fierce , low tone .
about around as at in into like that though to