`` Not go to the picnic ! '' Anne sprang to her feet and clutched Marilla 's hand . `` But you PROMISED me I might ! Oh , Marilla , I must go to the picnic . That was why I confessed . Punish me any way you like but that . Oh , Marilla , please , please , let me go to the picnic . Think of the ice cream ! For anything you know I may never have a chance to taste ice cream again . '' Marilla disengaged Anne 's clinging hands stonily . `` You need n't plead , Anne . You are not going to the picnic and that 's final . No , not a word . '' Anne realized that Marilla was not to be moved . She clasped her hands together , gave a piercing shriek , and then flung herself face downward on the bed , crying and writhing in an utter abandonment of disappointment and despair . `` For the land 's sake ! '' gasped Marilla , hastening from the room . `` I believe the child is crazy . No child in her senses would behave as she does . If she is n't she 's utterly bad .
Oh dear , I 'm afraid Rachel was right XXXXX the first .
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