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 to confess , if you please . '' `` Confess what ? '' `` That it was all my fault about jumping into bed on you last night . I suggested it . Diana would never have thought of such a thing , I am sure . Diana is a very ladylike girl , Miss Barry . So you must see how unjust it is to blame her . '' `` Oh , I must , hey ? I rather think Diana did her share of the jumping at least . Such carryings on in a respectable house ! '' `` But we were only in fun , '' persisted Anne . `` I think you ought to forgive us , Miss Barry , now that we 've apologized . And anyhow , please forgive Diana and let her have her music lessons .
Diana 's heart is set on her music lessons , Miss Barry , and I know too well what it is XXXXX set your heart on a thing and not get it .
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