`` Anne , what are you going to do to me ? '' he whispered . `` Nothing , dear . You 've been punished already , I think . '' `` No , I have n't . Nothing 's been done to me . '' `` You 've been very unhappy ever since you did wrong , have n't you ? '' `` You bet ! '' said Davy emphatically . `` That was your conscience punishing you , Davy . '' `` What 's my conscience ? I want to know . '' `` It 's something in you , Davy , that always tells you when you are doing wrong and makes you unhappy if you persist in doing it . Have n't you noticed that ? '' `` Yes , but I did n't know what it was . I wish I did n't have it . I 'd have lots more fun . Where is my conscience , Anne ? I want to know . Is it in my stomach ? ''
`` No , it 's in your soul , '' answered Anne , thankful for the darkness , since gravity must be preserved XXXXX serious matters .
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