`` I 'd rather walk up to a cannon 's mouth . But I 've got to do it , Diana . It was my fault and I 've got to confess . I 've had practice in confessing , fortunately . '' `` Well , she 's in the room , '' said Diana . `` You can go in if you want to . I would n't dare . 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 XXXXX blame her . ''
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