But as Anne never lifted her head and as Gilbert worked fractions as if his whole soul was absorbed in them and them only , they soon returned to their own tasks and Anne was forgotten . When Mr. Phillips called the history class out Anne should have gone , but Anne did not move , and Mr. Phillips , who had been writing some verses `` To Priscilla '' before he called the class , was thinking about an obstinate rhyme still and never missed her . Once , when nobody was looking , Gilbert took from his desk a little pink candy heart with a gold motto on it , `` You are sweet , '' and slipped it under the curve of Anne 's arm . Whereupon Anne arose , took the pink heart gingerly between the tips of her fingers , dropped it on the floor , ground it to powder beneath her heel , and resumed her position without deigning to bestow a glance on Gilbert . When school went out Anne marched to her desk , ostentatiously took out everything therein , books and writing tablet , pen and ink , testament and arithmetic , and piled them neatly on her cracked slate . `` What are you taking all those things home for , Anne ? '' Diana wanted to know , as soon as they were out on the road . She had not dared to ask the question before . `` I am not coming back to school any more , '' said Anne . Diana gasped and stared at Anne to see if she meant it . `` Will Marilla let you stay home ? '' she asked . `` She 'll have to , '' said Anne . `` I 'll NEVER go to school to that man again . '' `` Oh , Anne ! '' Diana looked as if she were ready to cry . `` I do think you 're mean . What shall I do ? Mr. Phillips will make me sit with that horrid Gertie Pye -- I know he will because she is sitting alone . Do come back , Anne . ''
`` I 'd do almost anything in the world XXXXX you , Diana , '' said Anne sadly .
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