`` I 'm no telltale , Anne Shirley , and anyhow I was just as much to blame as you . '' `` Well , I 'm going in to tell her myself , '' said Anne resolutely . Diana stared . `` Anne Shirley , you 'd never ! why -- she 'll eat you alive ! '' `` Do n't frighten me any more than I am frightened , '' implored Anne . `` I 'd rather walk up to a cannon 's mouth . But I 've got to do it , Diana . It was my fault and I 've got to confess . I 've had practice in confessing , fortunately . '' `` Well , she 's in the room , '' said Diana . `` You can go in if you want to . I would n't dare . And I do n't believe you 'll do a bit of good . '' With this encouragement Anne bearded the lion in its den -- that is to say , walked resolutely up to the sitting-room door and knocked faintly . A sharp `` Come in '' followed . Miss Josephine Barry , thin , prim , and rigid , was knitting fiercely by the fire , her wrath quite unappeased and her eyes snapping through her gold-rimmed glasses . She wheeled around in her chair , expecting to see Diana , and beheld a white-faced girl whose great eyes were brimmed up with a mixture of desperate courage and shrinking terror . `` Who are you ? '' demanded Miss Josephine Barry , without ceremony .
`` I 'm Anne of Green Gables , '' said the small visitor tremulously , clasping her hands with her characteristic gesture , `` and I 've come XXXXX confess , if you please . ''
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