`` Anne Shirley , '' said Marilla solemnly , `` I 've just found my brooch hanging to my black lace shawl . Now I want to know what that rigmarole you told me this morning meant . '' `` Why , you said you 'd keep me here until I confessed , '' returned Anne wearily , `` and so I decided to confess because I was bound to get to the picnic . I thought out a confession last night after I went to bed and made it as interesting as I could . And I said it over and over so that I would n't forget it . But you would n't let me go to the picnic after all , so all my trouble was wasted . '' Marilla had to laugh in spite of herself . But her conscience pricked her . `` Anne , you do beat all ! But I was wrong -- I see that now . I should n't have doubted your word when I 'd never known you to tell a story . Of course , it was n't right for you to confess to a thing you had n't done -- it was very wrong to do so . But I drove you to it . So if you 'll forgive me , Anne , I 'll forgive you and we 'll start square again . And now get yourself ready for the picnic . '' Anne flew up like a rocket . `` Oh , Marilla , is n't it too late ? '' `` No , it 's only two o'clock . They wo n't be more than well gathered yet and it 'll be an hour before they have tea . Wash your face and comb your hair and put on your gingham .
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