-- Please , God , I 'm awful sorry I behaved bad today and I 'll try to be good on Sundays always and please forgive me . -- There now , Anne . '' `` Well , now , run off to bed like a good boy . '' `` All right . Say , I do n't feel mis ` rubul any more . I feel fine . Good night . '' `` Good night . '' Anne slipped down on her pillows with a sigh of relief . Oh -- how sleepy -- she was ! In another second -- `` Anne ! '' Davy was back again by her bed . Anne dragged her eyes open . `` What is it now , dear ? '' she asked , trying to keep a note of impatience out of her voice . `` Anne , have you ever noticed how Mr. Harrison spits ? Do you s ` pose , if I practice hard , I can learn to spit just like him ? '' Anne sat up . `` Davy Keith , '' she said , `` go straight to your bed and do n't let me catch you out of it again tonight ! Go , now ! ''
Davy went , and stood not upon the order XXXXX his going .
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