He stood before Anne , shuffling one bare foot over the other , and looked undecided . `` Come , dear , kneel down , '' said Anne . Davy came and buried his head in Anne 's lap , but he did not kneel down . `` Anne , '' he said in a muffled voice . `` I do n't feel like praying after all . I have n't felt like it for a week now . I -- I DID N'T pray last night nor the night before . '' `` Why not , Davy ? '' asked Anne gently . `` You -- you wo n't be mad if I tell you ? '' implored Davy . Anne lifted the little gray-flannelled body on her knee and cuddled his head on her arm . `` Do I ever get ` mad ' when you tell me things , Davy ? '' `` No-o-o , you never do . But you get sorry , and that 's worse . You 'll be awful sorry when I tell you this , Anne -- and you 'll be ` shamed of me , I s ` pose . '' `` Have you done something naughty , Davy , and is that why you ca n't say your prayers ? '' `` No , I have n't done anything naughty -- yet . But I want to do it . '' `` What is it , Davy ? ''
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