That dinner was a very dismal meal . The only cheerful thing about it was Jerry Buote , the hired boy , and Marilla resented his cheerfulness as a personal insult . When her dishes were washed and her bread sponge set and her hens fed Marilla remembered that she had noticed a small rent in her best black lace shawl when she had taken it off on Monday afternoon on returning from the Ladies ' Aid . She would go and mend it . The shawl was in a box in her trunk . As Marilla lifted it out , the sunlight , falling through the vines that clustered thickly about the window , struck upon something caught in the shawl -- something that glittered and sparkled in facets of violet light . Marilla snatched at it with a gasp . It was the amethyst brooch , hanging to a thread of the lace by its catch ! `` Dear life and heart , '' said Marilla blankly , `` what does this mean ? Here 's my brooch safe and sound that I thought was at the bottom of Barry 's pond . Whatever did that girl mean by saying she took it and lost it ? I declare I believe Green Gables is bewitched . I remember now that when I took off my shawl Monday afternoon I laid it on the bureau for a minute . I suppose the brooch got caught in it somehow . Well ! '' Marilla betook herself to the east gable , brooch in hand . Anne had cried herself out and was sitting dejectedly by the window . `` 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 .
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