We want a boy to help Matthew on the farm . A girl would be of no use to us . Take off your hat . I 'll lay it and your bag on the hall table . '' Anne took off her hat meekly . Matthew came back presently and they sat down to supper . But Anne could not eat . In vain she nibbled at the bread and butter and pecked at the crab-apple preserve out of the little scalloped glass dish by her plate . She did not really make any headway at all . `` You 're not eating anything , '' said Marilla sharply , eying her as if it were a serious shortcoming . Anne sighed . `` I ca n't . I 'm in the depths of despair . Can you eat when you are in the depths of despair ? '' `` I 've never been in the depths of despair , so I ca n't say , '' responded Marilla . `` Were n't you ? Well , did you ever try to IMAGINE you were in the depths of despair ? '' `` No , I did n't . '' `` Then I do n't think you can understand what it 's like . It 's very uncomfortable feeling indeed .
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