Anne felt that life was really not worth living without puffed sleeves . `` Well , how did you like Sunday school ? '' Marilla wanted to know when Anne came home . Her wreath having faded , Anne had discarded it in the lane , so Marilla was spared the knowledge of that for a time . `` I did n't like it a bit . It was horrid . '' `` Anne Shirley ! '' said Marilla rebukingly . Anne sat down on the rocker with a long sigh , kissed one of Bonny 's leaves , and waved her hand to a blossoming fuchsia . `` They might have been lonesome while I was away , '' she explained . `` And now about the Sunday school . I behaved well , just as you told me . Mrs. Lynde was gone , but I went right on myself . I went into the church , with a lot of other little girls , and I sat in the corner of a pew by the window while the opening exercises went on . Mr. Bell made an awfully long prayer . I would have been dreadfully tired before he got through if I had n't been sitting by that window . But it looked right out on the Lake of Shining Waters , so I just gazed at that and imagined all sorts of splendid things . '' `` You should n't have done anything of the sort . You should have listened to Mr. Bell . '' `` But he was n't talking to me , '' protested Anne .
`` He was talking to God and he did n't seem XXXXX be very much inter-ested in it , either .
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