she cried . `` Anne , how did you know ? Oh , is it written in my face for everyone to see ? Is it as plain as that ? '' `` No , no . I -- I ca n't tell you how I knew . It just came into my mind , somehow . Leslie , do n't look at me like that ! '' `` Do you despise me ? '' demanded Leslie in a fierce , low tone . `` Do you think I 'm wicked -- unwomanly ? Or do you think I 'm just plain fool ? '' `` I do n't think you any of those things . Come , dear , let 's just talk it over sensibly , as we might talk over any other of the great crises of life . You 've been brooding over it and let yourself drift into a morbid view of it . You know you have a little tendency to do that about everything that goes wrong , and you promised me that you would fight against it . '' `` But -- oh , it 's so -- so shameful , '' murmured Leslie . `` To love him -- unsought -- and when I 'm not free to love anybody . '' `` There 's nothing shameful about it . But I 'm very sorry that you have learned to care for Owen , because , as things are , it will only make you more unhappy . ''
`` I did n't LEARN XXXXX care , '' said Leslie , walking on and speaking passionately .
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