She lost no time going to bed , for she was very tired and sleepy . There had been several Avonlea jollifications the preceding week , involving rather late hours . Anne 's head was hardly on her pillow before she was half asleep ; but just then her door was softly opened and a pleading voice said , `` Anne . '' Anne sat up drowsily . `` Davy , is that you ? What is the matter ? '' A white-clad figure flung itself across the floor and on to the bed . `` Anne , '' sobbed Davy , getting his arms about her neck . `` I 'm awful glad you 're home . I could n't go to sleep till I 'd told somebody . '' `` Told somebody what ? '' `` How mis ` rubul I am . '' `` Why are you miserable , dear ? '' '' 'Cause I was so bad today , Anne . Oh , I was awful bad -- badder 'n I 've ever been yet . '' `` What did you do ? '' `` Oh , I 'm afraid to tell you . You 'll never like me again , Anne . I could n't say my prayers tonight . I could n't tell God what I 'd done .
I was ` shamed XXXXX have Him know . ''
Anne Davy about across before for jollifications on that to